“There's so much destruction all over the world - and all you can do is complain about ME!”

“When opportunity knocks all some people can do is complain about the noise.”

“You can lament and carry on all you want to, but bad stuff happens to good people and there's not much any of us can do about it except choose how to respond.”

“Keep walking. Hot night right now, right here. All you have is what you are. All you want is much too much. All you get is so much less. All you feel is nothing. All you see is darkness. All you know is senseless and all you can do about it is ride.”

“Some men are born to good luck: all they do or try to do comes right—all that falls to them is so much gain—all their geese are swans—all their cards are trumps—toss them which way you will, they will always, like poor puss, alight upon their legs, and only move on so much the faster. The world may very likely not always think of them as they think of themselves, but what care they for the world? what can it know about the matter?”

“Why do I care so much about him, and why do I wish I didn't? How can one person make me so confused all of the time?”