“If I make a fool of myself, who cares? I'm not frightened by anyone's perception of me.”

“I've never killed anyone before. What frightens me isn't that I'm killing someone. What frightens me is how easy it is.”

“You're all I care about," I said. "No. And me. The person I am when I'm with you, the way I see myself and know myself. That person who lives only when I'm with you.”

“... They're stupid. Who cares?""I care. They bother me. And that's why I'm stupid. That makes me exponentially more stupid than stupid. I'm stupid to the power of stupid.”

“I'm the one who got hit by that car, not you,' I tell him. 'Don't act like you're the victim here. You made choices I didn't ask you to make. I'm not sure anyone asked you to make them.' I'm screaming the words, not caring that the entire world can probably hear me. 'You think I like limping everywhere I go? I don't. I'm the victim! Be honest with me! You didn't care about me enough to trust me. I gave you my heart, but it wasn't enough.”

“Anyone who makes up their mind about an issue before they hear the issue is a fool.”