“People say I make strange choices, but they’re not strange for me. My sickness is that I’m fascinated by human behavior, by what’s underneath the surface, by the worlds inside people.”

“I get the strange urge to hit my head against the wall. Other people's sobs make me feel uncomfortable.”

“My life and most people's lives are a series of little miracles -- strange coincidences which spring from uncontrollable impulses and give rise to incomprehensible dreams. We spend a lot of time pretending that we are normal, but underneath the surface each one of us knows that he or she is unique.”

“It’s like an inner struggle for me, between saying I don’t give a shit and trying to make it work. You want to do the right thing, but I’m sick of people thinking I’m difficult.”

“LIFE IS STRANGE""Strange, life is strange, life is strange, Oh life is strange. O god, life is strange, People come and people go, Some move fast and some move slow, No, no, no, no, no. O god, life is good, Some are fat and some are thin, Some don't even ask you how you've been, No, no, no, no, no. Strange, life is strange, life is strange. Oh life is strange. O god, life is strange, Some are fast and some are slow, Some believe, me don't even know, No, no, no, no, no. Strange life is strange, life is strange. Oh my life is strange”

“Truly Virgil was right: love was a form of sickness. It altered people, made them behave in strange and irrational ways.”