“It’s harder to talk about, but what I really, really, really want for Christmas is just this: I want to be 5 years old again for an hour. I want to laugh a lot and cry a lot. I want to be picked or rocked to sleep in someone’s arms, and carried up to be just one more time. I know what I really want for Christmas: I want my childhood back. People who think good thoughts give good gifts.”
“Do you know what people really want? Everyone, I mean. Everybody in the world is thinking: I wish there was just one other person I could really talk to, who could really understand me, who'd be kind to me. That's what people really want, if they're telling the truth.”
“I can’t really act the way I want to act, or say what I want to say all the time. And a lot of times, I cover that up with a smile.”
“What do I want? I want lots of things, just like everybody else. Problem is, we can’t really have what we want, can we?”
“Forget Batman: when I really thought about what I wanted to be when I grew up, I wanted to be my dad.”