Reality leaves a lot to the imagination.

Surrealism had a great effect on me because then I realised that the imagery in my mind wasn't insanity. Surrealism to me is reality.

I'm half living my life between reality and fantasy at all times.

The reality is, sometimes, you lose. And you're never too good to lose. And you're never too big to lose. You're never too smart to lose.

A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality.

I know we make our own reality, and we always have a choice, but how much is preordained? Is there always a fork in the road, and are there two preordained paths that are equally preordained? There could be hundreds of paths where one could go this way or that way -- there's a chance, and it's very strange sometimes.