“My emotions are invisible, untouchableinvincible evenand their power far outweighs my own. And so it seems unfair that for all the little I can do to them, they can do so much to me.”

“There is power in confronting your fears. In knowing what it is you fear above all, you can prevent it from becoming your reality. There are always choices.”

“This world owes us nothing. Existence is not indebted to us. Humanity lives under this misconception that we deserve lifes blessings, that we deserve happiness. But in truth, life owes us nothing”

“Butterflies are natures tragic heroes. They live most of their lives being completely ordinary. And then, one day, the unexpected happens. They burst from their cocoons in a blaze of colors and bec...”

“I believe in the ability to choose. I believe this life is made up of our choices and their consequences the good and the bad. I do not believe in letting anything up to fate. We are the makers of ...”

“Life is not a matter of choices! Life is handed to you, a couple of cards that have cycled through the grimy hands of hundreds of players before you. There are no aces hidden up your sleeve. There ...”

“Good gods are scarce because the majority of gods are created by evil men”

“Why do religious believers hate unbelievers? The feel threatened by them, they feel besieged by them. Religions consider themselves as separate tribes in their own rights and feel like unbelievers ...”

“Every word that comes after "And the Lord told me. . . is a pious lie”

“I read a page of Plato's great work. I can no longer understand anything, because behind the words on the page, which have their own heavenly brightness, to be sure, there shines an even brighter, ...”

“Philosophy lives in words, but truth and fact well up into our lives in ways that exceed verbal formulation.”

“I read a page of Plato's great work. I can no longer understand anything, because behind the words on the page, which have their own heavenly brightness, to be sure, there shines an even brighter, ...”

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of wi...”

“My dear,Find what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.Let it kill you and let it devour your remains....”

“If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn't be filled?”