“What's the point of not taking chances? I don't know if I could stand living my whole life afraid.”

“I want to know--or understand something. I've been sick my whole life. What is the point of being alive if I never get to live?”

“What is my life for and what am I going to do with it? I don't know and I'm afraid. I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want.”

“Be famous. Be a big social experiment in getting what you don't want. Find value in what we've been taught is worthless. Find good in what the world says is evil. I'm giving you my life because I want the whole world to know you. I wish the whole world would embrace what it hates. Find what you're afraid of most and go live there.”

“Always? I know this sounds totally stupid, but sometimes I really can't see the point in living if I will always have to deal with this crap. I know I will have better times in my life, and I might even make myself into someone important, but if the whole time I have to deal with assholes, then what's the point?”

“Tell me what you're afraid of,' Jacob said.Shit, I thought, this could take all day. My life was ruled by my fears.”