You are art that only few understand.

I am often the friend you come to for advice and the stranger you feel inclined to tell your life story to. I cherish those moments with humans in their pure humanity.

When you realize your parents are human, that’s when you lose your innocence.

I try to remind myself that I am no more human than the person next to me. Kindness is easy.

I don’t like being human and that’s very human of me.

The problem is we don’t expect each other to be human when that is all that we are sometimes.

We like to think that we are inherently good, but the truth is that we’re evil creatures trying to be good. That's what it is to be human.

Let us be more than our opinions.

Don’t lose the chance to know someone beautiful because your opinion differs from theirs.