“Many people need desperately to receive this message: ‘I feel and think much as you do, care about many of the things you care about, although most people do not care about them. You are not alone.”

If I am going to spend eternity visiting this moment and that, I’m grateful that so many of those moments are nice.

I couldn’t help wondering if that was what God put me on Earth for–to find out how much a man could take without breaking.

Live by the harmless untruths that make you brave and kind and healthy and happy.

What should young people do with their lives today? Many things, obviously. But the most daring thing is to create stable communities in which the terrible disease of loneliness can be cured.

Americans, are forever searching for love in forms it never takes, in places it can never be. It must have something to do with the vanished frontier.

Here is a lesson in creative writing. First rule: Do not use semicolons. They are transvestite hermaphrodites representing absolutely nothing. All they do is show you’ve been to college.

There is one other book, that can teach you everything you need to know about life, it’s The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoyevsky, but that’s not enough anymore.

Say what you will about the sweet miracle of unquestioning faith, I consider a capacity for it terrifying and absolutely vile.

The worst thing that could possibly happen to anybody would be to not be used for anything by anybody. Thank you for using me, even though I didn’t want to be used by anybody.

Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why.

If your brains were dynamite there wouldn’t be enough to blow your hat off.

A sane person to an insane society must appear insane.

True terror is to wake up one morning and discover that your high school class is running the country.

If you can do no good, at least do no harm.

Round and round we spin, with feet of lead and wings of tin.

When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth.

Our form of government has no sense unless it is founded in a deeply felt religious faith, and I don’t care what it is.

An atheist is a man who watches a Notre Dame – Southern Methodist University game and doesn’t care who wins.

You can take care of your body, and it will low-key show you respect in turn.

When you’re, like, 190 pounds, dark-skinned, and a new artist that no one really cares about, people don’t really take the time to make you look beautiful.

Take care of your gear and your gear will take care of you.

Stunned and still not suffering. Swollen with care and anxiety and still not suffering. Useless, old, and full of grief, but still not suffering.

High maintenance means a lot of care. My relationships are high maintenance, my body is high maintenance, and my soul is high maintenance.

I wish I could be more carefree. I grew up fast.