“6th grade. My dog, Katie, is hit by a car and killed. A mean girl during recess says it committed suicide because it didn't love me. I cry and swear revenge on mankind.”

“I liked this girl in my sixth grade class. I dared her to kiss me -- but she didn't!”

“You didn't break my nose,” he says.“Too bad.”“No, that’s good,” he says. “Because I would've broken yours.”“You’d hit a girl?”“We fight all the time.”

“So I got in my car and decided that I was going to run a red light and hit another car on purpose. I was sure that I could do this. I was prepared to do this, except that every time I changed the station i heard "How to Save a Life" I couldnt kill myself to a song that is about suicide. I would make my death too commercialized. Plus I started to think that i really did love my car and didnt want anything to happen to it.”

“I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me.”

“A colombian writer committed suicide because he didn't believe in life after 26 and that's okay for me because what's the point to live in a place whit no sense to you”