“Sometimes I wish I knew how to go crazy. I forget how.”
“All he thinks while he studies pearlescent pigeons is this: I wish I knew how… I wish I knew… I ain’t ever gonna, but I wish I knew how it felt – (-to be free).”
“I wish I knew how to quit you.”
“Sometimes I feel like this. Sometimes I feel like that. I wish I could be more specific, but that’s how I feel—vague.”
“Sometimes I forget to remind myself how blessed I am. Never forget to be appreciate, even for the simple fact that you can read this.”
“Sometimes I get so caught up in my own problems that I forget how amazing the world is.”