I owe my solitude to other people.

I owe my solitude to other people.

Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.

Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.

Reasonable people adapt themselves to the world. Unreasonable people attempt to adapt the world to themselves. All progress, therefore, depends read more

Reasonable people adapt themselves to the world. Unreasonable people attempt to adapt the world to themselves. All progress, therefore, depends on unreasonable people.

Those people who tell me that I'm going to hell while while they are going to heaven somehow make me read more

Those people who tell me that I'm going to hell while while they are going to heaven somehow make me very glad that we're going to separate destinations

People who want to share their religious views with you almost never want you to share yours with them.

People who want to share their religious views with you almost never want you to share yours with them.

The people and circumstances around me do not make me what I am, they reveal who I am

The people and circumstances around me do not make me what I am, they reveal who I am

People need loving the most when they deserve it the least

People need loving the most when they deserve it the least

Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are read more

Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!"

Every once in a while, something happens to you that makes you realise that the human race is not quite read more

Every once in a while, something happens to you that makes you realise that the human race is not quite as bad as it so often seems to be.