The Obstacle Became His Alibi For Weakness.

I Adore The Struggle You Carry In Yourself. I Adore Your Terrifying Sincerity.

Adolescence Is Like Cactus.

I Have No Fear Of God, And Yet Fear Keeps Me Awake At Night,fear Of The Devil. And If I Believe In The Devil, I Must Believe In God. And If Evil Is Abhorrent To Me, I Must Be A Saint. Henry, Save Me From Beatification, From The Horrors Of Static Perfection. Precipitate Me Into The Inferno.

Sometimes I Think Of Paris Not As A City But As A Home.

Don't Let One Cloud Obliterate The Whole Sky.