Life

Honestly, the average American spends about 52 minutes a day in commute traffic. And as much as I love driving my car and many people like driving their car, commuting has never been fun for me.

Life is as beautiful as the stars and the moon except when it is covered by the clouds of sadness and pain.

We should all be concerned about the future because we will have to spend the rest of our lives there.

This was the problem with having walls so hard and high and unscalable, she supposed. When they came down, they crumbled completely, shattering into nothingness. She felt utterly defenseless right now.

I hate when someone drives my car and resets all the radio presets. I don't understand it. If I was ever driving someone's car, I would never touch the things that were set.

College is the best time of your life. When else are your parents going to spend several thousand dollars a year just for you to go to a strange town and get drunk every night?

He wanted to be a poet,' someone else put in while Maggie hugged Tim and patted his back. 'Said he'd only lacked the words to be one.

You could continue to repress and think about the life you could have had or you can take what you want from life and see that the world finds that person infinitely more irresistible...

No one can be your sun, moon, or stars until you have your own world.

Your destiny is connected with your calling.

Truth be told, ginormous portions have become a pet peeve of mine.

The earth makes a sound as of sighs and the last drops fall from the emptied cloudless sky. A small boy, stretching out his hands and looking up at the blue sky, asked his mother how such a thing was possible. Fuck off, she said.

I watched you storm towards the restaurant door. It was a chilly December morning and the birds sitting on the high wires in the neighborhood refused to fly any longer.

Great soul, great life.

The longest and most destructive party ever held is now into its fourth generation and still no one shows any signs of leaving. Somebody did once look at his watch, but that was eleven years ago now, and there has been no follow up.

Like nature, like life. The storm will pass. The night will end. Spring will come.

L I V E or E V I L -- to Live life is to spell forward. To not live life is to spell backwards.

The Republic's most wanted criminal is just a boy, sitting before me, suddenly vulnerable, laying all his weaknesses out for me to see.

Doesn't seem quite real. It's not meaningful. I can't quite imagine myself being 73. That's the age my father was! [Laughter.] How can I be his age? It's weird.

But a person can only keep reality - and anger - at bay for so long before the truth comes back again.