Life is short.
Waste it wisely.

Get disturbed.
Your art will thank you.

Let's not make Twitter a mirror of society, which reveres youth and beauty. Let us admire insanity, eccentricity. The wallflower.

People who refuse to color outside the lines shouldn't be let out of their boxes.

13yo: I want a Twitter account.

Me: OK, but it's mostly people my age exchanging recipes and exercise tips.

13yo: Never mind.

"Lean on me."

Three small words, which at some point come to mean much more than "I love you."

You call it "ruining your life." I call it "providing material for your memoir."

My special power is that I hear your sadness.

You're beautiful when you show your vulnerability.

Broken then put back together is more perfect than that which has never been fractured.
What making a mosaic has taught me.

What you wanna bet the people I RT most are also those who walk their shopping carts to the proper drop-off?

People rushing to rake up a sea of yellow leaves, unable to cope with the chaos of art.

May be past my prettiest, but my most beautiful is yet to come.

The most fascinating people are mad.
Not whiny or disappointed or apathetic but stark. raving. mad.

Arrogance is the mask you wear to hide the fact you feel small inside.

Don't sum me up.
You can't count that high.

I worry that if I wish for solitude, the universe will show me exactly how it feels to be alone.

He's precious to me. Even after all these years we giggle like kids in the depth of night while the rest of the world sleeps.

May we all discover that which consumes us.
And when we find it, walk into the flame.

After reviewing what I missed today on Twitter, I now understand why so many people suffer from Vitamin D deficiency.