“I'm not very good at being alive. Sometimes I despair of ever mastering it, getting it right. When I'm old, perhaps.”

“When I'm good, I'm very good, but when I'm bad, I'm better. ”

“I glared at him. "I may not die now... but I'm going to die sometime. Every minute of the day, I get closer. And I'm going to get old.”

“When I'm down and depressedHopeless and confusedFull of despair After being mistreated and usedMusic helps me get out of bedOnce it flows through my earsTo my heart and to my soulMy spirit rise to speakFreedomThe sweetest song I ever heard”

“I'm just not a good psychic. I can tell when something's not right, sometimes, but I can't tell what it is, or when it is, or if I'm supposed to do anything about it. I've tried to make it make sense, but I can't. It's just feelings instead of words.”

“I'm just not having a very good time and I don't have any reason to think it'll get anything but worse. I'm tired. I'm hurt. I'm sad. I feel used.”