Even damnation is poisoned with rainbows.

The last refuge of the insomniac is a sense of superiority to the sleeping world.

There's good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much$$$ so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad.

I mean I like to be passionate and sincere but I also like to have fun and act like a dork. Geeks unite.

Every moment wasted looking back$$$ keeps us from moving forward.

I am burning myself up and will always do so.

To teach is a necessity$$$ to please is a sweetness$$$ to persuade is a victory.

A lot of people are afraid to say what they want. That's why they don't get what they want.

If your joy is derived from what society thinks of you$$$ you're always going to be disappointed.

To all those who lead monotonous lives in the hope that they may experience at second hand the delights and dangers of adventure.