People

"A writer is one who communicates ideas and emotions people want to communicate but aren't quite sure how, or even if, they should communicate them."

"The most dangerous irony is, people are angry with others because of their own incompetence."

"You cannot connect with anyone except through reality."

"I shiver, thinking how easy it is to be totally wrong about people-to see one tiny part of them and confuse it for the whole, to see the cause and think it's the effect or vice versa"

"I can't abide people who go soft over animals and then cheat every human they come across!"

"We're actors — we're the opposite of people!"

"Telling an introvert to go to a party is like telling a saint to go to Hell."

"Name the different kinds of people,’ said Miss Lupescu. ‘Now.’Bod thought for a moment. ‘The living,’ he said. ‘Er. The dead.’ He stopped. Then, ‘... Cats?’ he offered, uncertainly."

"It is a good rule in life never to apologize. The right sort of people do not want apologies, and the wrong sort take a mean advantage of them."

"He had just about enough intelligence to open his mouth when he wanted to eat, but certainly no more."

"A man's true character comes out when he's drunk."

"There are two types of people in this world. People who hate clowns...and clowns. (Bobby Pendragon)"

"I do not want people to be very agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal."

"We would do ourselves a tremendous favor by letting go of the people who poison our spirit."

"A respectable appearance is sufficient to make people more interested in your soul"

"If people reach perfection they vanish, you know."

"If you're horrible to me, I'm going to write a song about it, and you won't like it. That's how I operate."

"Such a simple concept, yet so true: that which we manifest is before us; we are the creators of our own destiny. Be it through intention or ignorance, our successes and our failures have been brought on by none other than ourselves."

"Everybody was sorry. Sorry was easy. Sorry was for suckers."

"There are two kinds of people,’ she’d said. ‘Those who coast through life like ducks in a row, following one after the other, and those who ride the waves.’” Tears spilled down my cheeks, and my voice cracked. “‘Ride the waves, baby, and live. Live."