“... the perennial outsider with his nose to the window, looking in on a world from which he felt excluded.”

“There were moments when I felt seriously unhinged; when I was convinced that I would never, ever recover from what had happened, when it was absolutely clear to me that life from this point on would be constant agony ...”

“The only time you truly become an adult is when you finally forgive your parents for being just as flawed as everyone else.”

“Wie bald 'nicht jetz' 'nie' wird. How soon 'not now' becomes 'never'.”

“We can never change the story that made us what we are. It's a story accumulated by the manifold complexities-its capacity for astonishment and horror, for sanguinity and hopelessness, for pellucid light and the most profound darkness. We are what happened to us. And we carry everywhere all that has shaped us-all that we lacked, all that we wanted but never got; all that we got but never wanted; all that was found and lost.”

“... we seemed to possess a similar worldview: slightly jaded, fiercely independent ... ”

“...човек става наистина възрастен, когато съумее да прости на родителите си това, че те имат точно толкова недостатъци, колкото който и да е друг човек ... и после да признае, че въпреки ограничеността на собствените си разбирания, те са направили за него най-доброто, на което са способни.”