“It was like being in a car with the gas pedal slammed down to the floor and nothing to do but hold on and pretend to have some semblance of control. But control was something I'd lost a long time ago.”

“I fear being like everyone I hate, I fear failure, I fear losing control. I love balancing between chaos and control with everything I do. I always have a fear of going one way or another, getting lost in something, or losing everything to get lost in. And I fear being a completely acceptable sheep in society.”

“How arbitrary, this distinction of time. How like humans to have to cut the infinite down to something they could believe they controlled.”

“Something I tried to hold onto, to touch if only for a moment, but it slipped away from me like the air, like an illusion, or a dream that floats away and is lost. I wept in my sleep as though it was something I was losing now; a loss I was experiencing for the first time, and not something I had lost a long time ago.”

“I learned a long time ago that I can't control the challenges the creator sends my way, but I can control the way I think about them and deal with them”

“I wired my gas pedal to my stereo, so now when I crank up the volume the car accelerates.”