Youll never share real love until you love yourself. — Jonathan Larson

"6 AM. The sky glows. Somewhere a bird chirps. I want to shoot it."

"There is no god, or love, just time / Saying "Do what you will. Nothings real today" / We are fleeting numbers, and images / Like the liquid crystal digital readout / Floating on the sea of grey."

"One of these days Ill find a way / Ill rise above the throng / Theyll be amazed at what they see / One of these days someone will say / I knew it all along / One of these days, thats what will be"

"In one week Ill be thirty. Three-zero. Older than my Dad was when I was born. Older than Napoleon was when he ... did something that was probably extremely impressive at the time – Im not a historian. Im a composer. Sorry, a "promising young composer." I should have kids of my own by now, a career, but instead Ive been "promising" for so long Im afraid Im starting to break the fucking promise."

"Break of day, the dawn is here / Johnnys up and pacing / Compromise or persevere? / His mind is racing / Johnny has no guide / Johnny wants to hide / Can he make his mark, if he gives up his spark? / Johnny cant decide"

"Chubstitute (a name for a fat substitute)"

"At one point a heated discussion arose over the possible interpretation of Lolita as a grandiose metaphor of the classic Europeans hopeless love for young, seductive, barbaric America. In his afterword to the novel Nabokov himself mentions this as the naive theory of one of the publishers who turned the book down. And although there cant be the slightest doubt that Nabokov did not mean to limit Lolita to that interpretation, there is no reason to exclude it as one of the novels many dimensions. The point, I felt, became obvious when one drew the line between Lolita as a delightfully frivolous story on the verge of pornography and Lolita as a literary masterpiece, the only convincing love story of our century."

"Lovely food, for rabbits, that is."

"One makes mistakes; that is life. But it is never a mistake to have loved."

"[explaining to Ernie how April apologized to him] She just showed up at the factory, took off her coat, and begged me to take her. We made love in a way that Ive only ever seen in nature films."

"Love is always love, come whence it may. A heart that beats at your approach, an eye that weeps when you go away are things so rare, so sweet, so precious that they must never be despised."

"He was obeyed, yet he inspired neither love nor fear, nor even respect. He inspired uneasiness. That was it! Uneasiness. Not a definite mistrust — just uneasiness — nothing more. You have no idea how effective such a... a... faculty can be. He had no genius for organizing, for initiative, or for order even. That was evident in such things as the deplorable state of the station. He had no learning, and no intelligence. His position had come to him — why? Perhaps because he was never ill . . . He had served three terms of three years out there . . . Because triumphant health in the general rout of constitutions is a kind of power in itself."