I like the idea of being alone. I like the idea of often being alone in all aspects of my life. I like to feel lonely. I like to need things.

Life is what we make it, always has been, always will be.

For the meaning of life differs from man to man, from day to day and from hour to hour. What matters, therefore, is not the meaning of life in general but rather the specific meaning of a person's life at a given moment.

One's life has value so long as one attributes value to the life of others, by means of love, friendship, indignation and compassion.

I'm at the age where food has taken the place of sex in my life. In fact, I've just had a mirror put over my kitchen table.

If I have any worth, it is to live my life for God so as to teach these peoples even though some of them still look down on me.

Life could be wonderful if people would leave you alone.

I really believe that everyone has a talent, ability, or skill that he can mine to support himself and to succeed in life.

I lost my sense of trust, honesty and compassion. I crashed down and became what I consider an emotional mess. I've never been so miserable in my whole life. I just wanted to go to bed and never get up.

I have found it easier to identify with the characters who verge upon hysteria, who were frightened of life, who were desperate to reach out to another person. But these seemingly fragile people are the strong people really.