“A man’s world is different from a woman’s world and a man’s emotions are different from a woman’s emotions and only marriage can bring the two different sets of emotions together properly.”

I am too pure for you or anyone.

One thing, I try to be honest. And what is revealed is often rather hideously unflattering.

I feel terribly vulnerable and ‘not-myself’ when I’m not writing.

The sheets grow heavy as a lecher’s kiss.

My mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off than you.

I am not cruel, only truthful.

I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.

I talk to God but the sky is empty.

Sometimes I feel like I’m not solid. I’m hollow. There’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.

Compared with me, a tree is immortal.

I dream too much, work too little.

I don’t care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.

Cheers for spring; for life; for a growing soul.

I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.

How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.

I felt wise and cynical as all hell.

Everybody has different taste and everyone’s favourite song is different and that’s great.

I sing in five or six different voices that are all part of me. Its not contrived.

I think my whole living in vain involves me. I know that the biggest help for me is to help someone else in so many different ways.

The way you love may look different than the way others love you, it doesn’t mean it’s less.

There’s lots of sins in this life. We’re all sinners. If you don’t believe in God and you don’t believe in the scriptures, then we are on a different page.

Performing in front of the camera is a different thing, and shooting a whole film is another.

Sometimes I feel like I float in and out of different personalities.

If we took the time to learn more about different places and people, perhaps we would have more empathy for each other.