We've taken the world apart but we have no idea what to do with the pieces.

We've spent so much time judging what other people created that we've created very, very little of our own.

I used rebellion as a way to hide out. We use criticism as a fake participation.

By the time you're thirty, your worst enemy is yourself.

Those who forget the past are condemned to repeat it.

I feel my heart ache, but I've forgotten what that feeling means.