“Everyone was always becoming someone else.”

“It was good to laugh. I wanted to laugh and laugh and laugh until I laughed myself into becoming someone else.”

“I hated being volunteered. The problem with my life was that it was someone else's idea.”

“I knew what he was saying, and I wished to God he was someone else, someone who didn't have to say things out loud.”

“I had a rule that it was better to be bored by yourself than to be bored with someone else. I pretty much lived by that rule. Maybe that's why I didn't have any friends.”

“See, this is the way I see it. Not all anger is the same. Because there are different kids of anger. And you know what else - sometimes, anger is a virtue. As long as you're not making someone bleed.”

“It makes me angry that you hate yourself for something that somebody else made you do. Don't let them take any more. Don't you do that Andres.""None of this does any good, Grace. All these visits, all this talking, all this strolling down fucking memory lane. It doesn't help. And you know why it doesn't help? Because everything that's happened - it lives so deep inside me that the only way I can ever get rid of it is to die.""That's not true, Andres.""It is true. Happiness isn't in the cards for everyone, Grace.”