“Life is so freaking hard. How do people do it? How do people get up every day and deal with the shit? It really makes you understand why there are so many messed-up people in the world. I mean, it's tough, trying to deal with demands coming at you from all sides.”

“What I believe is that lifeis music and fabulous foliage,but it's also cancer and wars. That's just how it is. Maybe God could do better. But shit, so could we. ”

“Some mornings,it's hard to getout of bed.Sleep lures youlike a strangerwith a piece of candy.Follow me.It will be okay.I promise.You know better, but still you follow,because you really do love candy.”

“What's your favorite movie?...that should be our question. When we don't know what to say. Movies are a safe topic. What's wrong with the standard 'how's it going?' because all you get is 'Okay' or 'Fine', and then what? You're back where you started. It's a useless question. Like anyone is going to tell you how it's really going.”

“How many days was I like that? Pretending to listen, but not hearing a word? Pretending to care when I hated it all? Pretending to live when I was dying inside?”

“When he opens the door, I step in and an army of memories comes at me from all sides.”

“People make mistakes; they do the wrong things. Sometimes they're annoying. Sometimes they're awful. (That's true for me, too, by the way.)So how do you know when it's time to give up? And do you know when to hang in there? I guess you don't really. You just make your choices and hope for the best.”