I knew this would happen," Marla says. "You're such a flake. You love me. You ignore me. You save my life, then you cook my mother into soap.
love pages- humor
Just for the record, being smeared with shit and naked in the wilderness, spattered with pink vomit, this does not necessarily make you a real artist.
It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.
peace happiness pain
The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.
All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be boring.
Boring Never Does
It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.
We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.
Create Goal Die
Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I've ever known.
I don't want to die without any scars.
death Death scars
The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open.
Only Completely True
You realize that our mistrust of the future makes it hard to give up the past.
future Life past
This is your life and its ending one moment at a time.