Art does what reality cannot.

I observe life more than I live it.

Life is like a dry handjob. Just when it starts getting good, it’s already over.

Halls are full of strangers, even when you recognize the faces.

We are flawed creatures with explosive feelings that subconsciously aspire to be non-violent sociopaths.

Success is seasonal.

Stay inside your head long enough and you may get trapped there.

We are a generation that is obsessed with nostalgia. Everything from the past is so readily available in ways that it never was before and because of that, western civilization will experience a period of...