Când îţi scrii cea mai frumoasă pagină în cartea vieţii tale, soarta, cu vecinica ei ironie, varsă cerneala peste foile ce urmează.

We will all be destroyed whether we like it or not. I say let's like it.

Give the People what they want - and they'll get what they deserve.

The irony of life is like a brothel without prostitutes--but don't you worry, prostitutes don't need of a brothel, to exercise their profession.

Remember: the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself. Life's cruelest irony.

Don't you hate people who say that you can't understand what they've been through and/ or say that you don't even know them? I do. Especially since the majority don't even know themselves. Ignorance certainly is not bliss, it is downright hazardous.