Cries For Help Are Frequently Inaudible.

Our Similarities Bring Us To A Common Ground; Our Differences Allow Us To Be Fascinated By Each Other.

We're Making It Up. The World, The Universe, Life, Reality. Especially Reality.

Normality Is The Great Neurosis Of Civilization.

The Trouble With You Is That The Only Way You Can Communicate Is Through Art. You’ve Never Learned To Communicate Your Feelings To A Man. You Don’t Even Want To Communicate In A Relationship. You Think That If You Open Up To Love, You’ll Lose Your Independence Or Your Self-expression Or Creativity Or Whatever You Call All That Passionate, Wonderful Stuff That Makes You Feel Alive Inside.

When They Tell You To Grow Up, They Mean Stop Growing.