“You know you love something if you're willing to die for it, and you know it means nothing if you walk away from that which is dying.”

“If you're not at least willing to die for something- something that really matters- in the end, you die for nothing.”

“The frightened walk away when love is difficult. I know that now. You have to be willing to give everything away. You have to be willing to end up with nothing. Only then will your heart be whole.”

“Nothing makes any sense. Nothing means anything. You're born, you live, you die. That's it.”

“You know where you are? You're in the jungle baby. You're gonna DIE!!!!”

“It isn't dying I'm afraid of, it isn't that at all; I know what it is to die, I've died already. It is the endless obliteration, the knowledge that there will never be anything else. That's what I can't stand, to try so hard and to end in nothing. You know what I mean, don't you? ... I really loved to write.”