My true thoughts, and my true feelings, that is what makes me the person I am… it is all I have. To give that away to people who could potentially misuse it is the worst sort of folly. I do not trust anyone with my soul.

For me, living means I can be responsive to the other person. It means I can show my emotions and my feelings. Talk to them. Feel with them …

You don't know me, dude," he says, not smiling this time. Gonzo examines his cards, prepping for his next move. "People always think that they know other people, but they don't. Not really. I mean, maybe they know things about them, like they won't eat doughnuts or they like action movies or whatever. But they don't know what their friends do in their rooms alone at night or what happened to them when they were kids or if they feel ****ed up for no reason at all.

You own your feelings. You own your thoughts. You control both. No one has the right to any of it—to any of you without your permission.

A feeling is no longer the same when it comes the second time. It dies through the awareness of its return. We become tired and weary of our feelings when they come too often and last too long.

Some folks are so busy projecting their own thoughts and feelings into situations that they don't know how to sit back and observe from another perspective.