Our disrespect for thinking: someone sitting in a chair, gazing out of a window blankly, always described as ‘doing nothing’.

She wanted to die, but she also wanted to live in Paris

Ever since happiness has heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you.

There are no accidents… there is only some purpose that we haven’t yet understood.

Look closely at the present you are constructing: it should look like the future you are dreaming. 

If you take responsibility for yourself you will develop a hunger to accomplish your dreams

There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so we just kept on rolling under the stars. 

It is easy to be heavy, hard to be light.

The winter will ask what we did all summer.

Now I become myself. It’s taken time, many years and places 

words were clues. piece by piece, they led me somewhere else.”

"THE MORE I GO, THE HARDER IT BECOMES TO RETURN. TO ANYWHERE."



"Nothing is more sad than the death of an illusion."

If we were all to sit in a circle and confess our sins, we would laugh at each other for lack of originality.