“every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. and, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. it really is the most poetic thing i know about physics: you are all stardust. you couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements - the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution and for life - weren’t created at the beginning of time. they were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those starts were kind enough to explode. so, forget jesus. the stars died so that you could be here today”
"I think the thing is that I shut off from everything. From friends and family and my own ambitions. From having fun. I just shut off from everything. Self-defeating? Yeah, probably. But I don’t know that I had total control over it. And I’m not sure it even matters why. Sometimes things happen and you can’t do anything. Plus, I’m the only one who deals with it anyway. So if everyone could do me a favor and just put their fingers down and—and keep your mouths— Sorry, I know I seem angry. I’m not I, I promise. I just know I did this to me. And I will deal with it accordingly. And I don’t need opinions from those never a part of it. Don’t need them pointing out my problems, they’re mine. Don’t need reminders, I know better than anyone. And yeah, I know, I should be finding another way. I know that I should be out seeking a substitute. But just forgetting never really made sense to me. So I haven’t been."