In The Strange Corners of Life

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.

I love to see people laugh and I love it more if I can make them laugh.

People tell you all these romantic things. You know, ‘I’ll always be there for you.’ ‘I’ll walk the earth for you.’ Whatever. But then you need a ride home from work or someone to talk to on a Tuesday night and they’re too busy. I don’t want anyone to walk the earth for me. Not unless I can come too.

Always go too far, because that’s where you’ll find the truth.

Weak people revenge. Strong people forgive. Intelligent People Ignore.

Art and love are the same thing: It’s the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you.

See, I’ve been to hell and back so many times I must admit you kind of bore me.

For something to be beautiful it doesn’t have to be pretty.

But life isn’t hard to manage when you’ve nothing to lose.

You get a little moody sometimes but I think that’s because you like to read. People that like to read are always a little f*cked up.

‘I’ve had a bad week.’ ‘What has happened?’ ‘Nothing’s happened. I’ve had a bad week in my head, is all.’