Quotes from James Frey

Whether they are accepted or not isn't important. What is important is the act of apologizing, the act of admitting fault, the act of asking for forgiveness.

Because I'll never be any better. I'll never be any more normal and I'll never make the pain go away. Never ever ever.

If you care about what other people think, you will always be their prisoner.

In 2001, the Southern California Institute of Architecture (SCI-arc), an avant-garde architecture school that has produced some of the prominent architects in the country, relocated to the Artists District

Jovinderpihainu breaks it. "You are right to ask, Shari. But there is a difference between being honest and being right. Honest men lie all the time, believing that they tell the truth. Much evil is borne on the back of honest

Los Angeles is a lonely city. Everyone is focused on advancement success fame and money, it is hard to adjust to a culture based on always wanting more, on never being satisfied.

Our heart is an organ that pumps our blood through our body, but our heart is also an organ that fills that blood with whatever we are feeling and the blood, the blood, the blood moves through every part of us, every fiber of us, every cell.

She told me that living life as a Prisoner was a waste of life and that freedom, even a second of freedom, was worth more than a lifetime of bondage.

When one lives without fear, one cannot be broken. When one lives with fear one is broken before one begins to live.

Life is hard, deal with it. Working sucks, deal with it.

He's gone, but my memory isn't and it won't be for a long time. It has always been a fault of mine. I hold my memory.

You gotta work for everything in this world. Scratch and claw and fight for every little thing. And it never gets easier. Never. And it doesn't end until you die. And then it doesn't matter.

I didn't want to let go. I didn't want that moment to end and I didn't want that feeling to ever leave me. But all things leave us, all people, all feelings, no matter how we want them to stay, no matter how tight we hold on to them. We lose everything in life at some point.

life was simple, we were born and we were going to die. There was nothing for us before we were born, and there would be nothing for us after we died. While we were here we had choices. While we were alive we had choices. We could choose to be and do whatever we wanted.

It is a touching story, and it is written more to convince than to tell. I am not convinced.

Part of me still loves. More of me doesn't.

There are three shelves with about forty books on each shelf. As I look through them, I am hoping for something that will take me away from here.

I fucking knew as much as I had ever known anything. Paris. Alone. As soon as I could. As soon as I fucking could.

My body is falling apart and my mind fell apart a long time ago.

O futuro é um jogo. O tempo, uma das regras.

Care about what other people think and you will always be their prisoner

Why are you scared, John?' 'Because I know I'm not better.' 'Why do you think that?' 'Because I know it in my heart.

In a childhood full of unhappiness and rage, Babar is one of the few pleasant memories i have. Me and Babar, kicking some motherfucking ass.

That's the worst way to miss somebody. When they're right beside you and yo miss them anyway.