Choosing Chaos

"He calls each and every star by name. It’s not likely that he’s forgotten yours."

"Too much of anything is bad, but too much Champagne is just right."

"I was never what I wanted to be."

"My eyes were glued on life and they were full of tears."

"When I first met you, I felt a kind of contradiction in you. You’re seeking something, but at the same time, you are running away for all you’re worth."

"I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself."

"Once in a while it really hits people that they don’t have to experience the world in the way they have been told to."

"Someone once asked me, “Why do you insist on taking the hard road?” I replied, “Why do you assume I see two roads?"

"Keep making things and treating people well."

"I told her once I wasn’t good at anything. She told me survival is a talent."

"Who the hell said you no longer had it in you?"

"I HAVE A FANTASY DREAM PERSON. He’s a writer—a novelist. He dresses like a writer would, with cozy clothes. And he works out every day. He’s fit. He can walk for miles and he’s not vain. He absolutely adores me. He’s really pleased that I like traveling and gallivanting too. See, he doesn’t like going out; he can’t because he has to write all the time. When I come in at 2 AM and I’m really drunk, he makes sure that I get to bed (he was still up, working of course). He makes sure I have a glass of water and some aspirin. Then when I dream and wake up in the middle of the night, he writes down my dream so I don’t forget it. In the morning, he wakes me up and asks me, “So what happened last night? Did you have a good time?” And I tell him what happened."

"Not a single creature on earth has more or less right to be here."