“I accept chaos, I'm not sure whether it accepts me.”
“I'm Jesus Christ, whether you want to accept it or not, I don't care.”
“I'm beginning to think that to hope isn't the same as to expect something. To hope is to believe that life is an acceptable chaos.”
“I can no longer be sure whether the psyche is in me or whether I'm in the psyche...”
“Sure I loved him - too much. And he loved me, only not enough. I just want someone who thinks I'm number one in his life. I'm not willing to accept emotional scraps anymore.”
“I've wondered what my sexuality might be, but I've never wondered whether it was acceptable or not. Anyway, who really cares whether I'm gay or straight?”