"I am the sea and nobody owns me."
Pippi Longstocking (1997)
""Happy," I muttered, trying to pin the word down. But it is one of those words, like Love, that I have never quite understood. Most people who deal in words don’t have much faith in them and I am no exception - especially the big ones like Happy and Love and Honest and Strong. They are too elusive and far too relative when you compare them to sharp, mean little words like Punk and Cheap and Phony. I feel at home with these, because they’re scrawny and easy to pin, but the big ones are tough and it takes either a priest or a fool to use them with any confidence."
Hunter S. Thompson, The Rum Diary
"I can’t stand my own mind."
"This is my skin. This is not your skin, yet you are under it."
"I have galaxies hidden between my bones and I will love you until the stars burn out."
"I wish there was someone I could have written to after that, someone I could have written to explain how awful it was to have someone touch you, then look at you properly and change his mind."
"Life’s too short and too complicated for people behind desks and people behind masks to be ruining other people’s lives, initiating force against other people’s lives, on the basis of their income, their color, their class, their religious beliefs, their whatever…"
"I don’t want anything from you, at all. I just want to be the person you choose to sit next to in a room full with all the people you have known."
"Do you know what your problem is? You can’t live with the idea that someone might leave."
"Tomorrow I’m going to swim out into the middle of the bay and I’m not coming back. I know the enormity of this and I am asking you to let me swim,"