The one where bolded alter ego cries.

Let me tell you about when I was 15.

Roses together.

When there was but one set of footprints:
That was when I was carrying the team.
When there were none, I was hurdling a fool.

When people ask me if I went to film school, I tell them, ‘no, I went to films.

My life, when written, will read better than it lived. 

Audacity, then again audacity, always audacity.

Some people are in such utter darkness that they will burn you just to see a light. Try not to take it personally.

Many chances.

Who wants to stop me?