If you want to have a life that is worth living, a life that expresses your deepest feelings and emotions and cares and dreams, you have to fight for it.

It feels good being a restaurant owner because it’s part of my dreams of being the biggest mogul.

The components of anxiety, stress, fear, and anger do not exist independently of you in the world. They simply do not exist in the physical world, even though we talk about them as if they do.

I was nauseous and tingly all over. I was either in love or I had smallpox.

The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.

Jealousy… is a mental cancer.

There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love.

I’m the type person, my safe place to be emotional is the booth.

When I was 8 years old, I saw ‚Raiders of the Lost Ark‘ in Charlotte, North Carolina. I walked out of there and was so inspired. I loved the movie, and I knew I wanted to be that guy.

The greatest pleasures are only narrowly separated from disgust.

I believe when it comes to love, there’s something intangible about who we are attracted to, and I don’t think I have a pattern.

Falling in love and having a relationship are two different things.

It is impossible to love and to be wise.

It is impossible for you to be angry and laugh at the same time. Anger and laughter are mutually exclusive and you have the power to choose either.

The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy.

Being a sex symbol is a heavy load to carry, especially when one is tired, hurt and bewildered.

I have all the emotions that everyone has; it just appears that I don’t.

Smiles are the language of love.

I’m an emotional person.

People think, because we’re young, we aren’t complex, but that’s not true. We deal with life and love and broken hearts in the same way a woman a few years older might.

We become not a melting pot but a beautiful mosaic. Different people, different beliefs, different yearnings, different hopes, different dreams.

Well, it’s looks like I’ve a love-hate thing going on with Monaco.

Tears are the silent language of grief.

Only in our dreams are we free. The rest of the time we need wages.

‚Mean‘ is a song I wrote about somebody who wrote things that were so mean so many times that it would ruin my day. Then it would ruin the next day. And it would level me so many times, I just felt like I was being hit in the face every time this person would take to their computer.

I listen to music that is of our time and I just get angry.

I couldn’t say I ever dreamt of becoming a composer, a pianist, or anything else for that matter. I have the kind of brain where nothing is set in stone.

When people speak to you about a preventive war, you tell them to go and fight it. After my experience, I have come to hate war.

Smiling makes me feel weak and not in control and not powerful and small.

Don’t get the impression that you arouse my anger. You see, one can only be angry with those he respects.

There are no rules when it comes to love.

Someday I want to have children and give them all the love I never had.

Family quarrels are bitter things. They don’t go according to any rules. They’re not like aches or wounds, they’re more like splits in the skin that won’t heal because there’s not enough material.

Hear reason, or she’ll make you feel her.

The feeling of friendship is like that of being comfortably filled with roast beef; love, like being enlivened with champagne.

The display of grief makes more demands than grief itself. How few men are sad in their own company.

My family has very strong women. My mother never laughed at my dream of Africa, even though everyone else did because we didn’t have any money, because Africa was the ‚dark continent‘, and because I was a girl.

In Germany, they all thought I was a bit mental, very emotional.

I went through every emotion with tryna pursue what I’m doing, you know what I mean? And I think what’s gon‘ separate whoever’s gon go for something, that you ain’t gon‘ quit.

I’m so nervous. I’ve always been nervous, ever since I was a kid.

When I am angry I can pray well and preach well.

All of our reasoning ends in surrender to feeling.

The basis of optimism is sheer terror.

When you fish for love, bait with your heart, not your brain.

Vanity can apply to both insecurity and egotism. So I distance myself, because I feel everything.

There is a thin line that separates laughter and pain, comedy and tragedy, humor and hurt.

Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward.

The thing I want more than anything else? I want to have children. I used to feel for every child I had, I would adopt another.

I always make my dreams into goals.

A lot of the time when I write about the person that I love, I feel like I’m writing about New York.

There can be no deep disappointment where there is not deep love.

Your feelings so are important to write down, to capture, and to remember because today you’re heartbroken, but tomorrow you’ll be in love again.

It’s always going to be a fight for anyone who isn’t an older white man. I want to fight for anyone who doesn’t have a fight.

As soon as I hear a sound, it always suggests a mood to me.

My experience of malaria was just taking anti-malarials, which give you strange dreams, because I don’t want to get malaria.

If you ask people what they’ve always wanted to do, most people haven’t done it. That breaks my heart.

I’ve found men are less likely to let petty things annoy them.

A man will fight harder for his interests than for his rights.

This is what is hardest: to close the open hand because one loves.

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

In time we hate that which we often fear.