“Everyone pretends to be normal and be your best friend, but underneath, everyone is living some other life you don't know about, and if only we had a camera on us at all times, we could go and watch each other's tapes and find out what each of us was really like.”

“Funny how new facts pop up and make you doubt that there's any goodness in life. Everyone pretends to be normal and be your friend, but underneath, everyone is living some other life you don't know about...”

“...it can be so boring being you sometimes, and if you were the most special thing like that, it could be really great, but maybe some people say the same thing about you, and you want to tell those people: 'No, you're stupid, it's no fun being me.”

“Healing takes time, and its duration cannot be controlled.Some people are angry with us, or we are angry with them.Some people leave us, or we leave them.All this hurts, and takes time to heal.We don't have power over the amount of time it takes to heal all these grievances.Yet, no matter how powerless we are over the time it takes to heal, we do have all the power that truly matters.And this is the power to say YES to Healing.This is the greatest power possible, for when we say YES to healing, time disappears. And then there is only the YES, which is the power of choice to heal.Time is always filled with grievances, because through time people come and go from our life, and we come and go from theirs.When time ends, Healing begins.And time can end now, if you say YES to Healing.And if you say YES to Healing, you are with everyone and everyone is with you, unconditionally, right now, and forever. Hence, I do say YES to Healing, and, if you wish,you can also join me,for I love to Heal with you.”

“You know,(in Life) everyone's an author, We need to read each other more and kindly respond.”

“We are all freaks. Yes! Alone in our rooms at night, we are all weirdoes and outcasts and losers. That is what being a teenager is all about! Whether you admit it or not, you are all worried that the others won’t accept you, that if they knew the real you, they would recoil in horror. Each of us carries with us a secret shame that we think is somehow unique…And if we are, each of us, freaks – then can’t we accept what’s different in each other and move on?”

“This was the way the night had cashed in. Choices had been made and things happened, and here we were. It was sad, and funny. My life was made of this. Stuff like this.”