Dr. StupidParker says that when I'm sad it really means I'm angry and when I'm angry it really means I'm afraid.

I want to go to sleep and not wake up, but I don’t want to die.

I am beginning to measure myself in strength, not pounds. Sometimes in smiles.

In one aspect, yes, I believe in ghosts, but we create them. We haunt ourselves.

No, I am never setting foot in this house again it scares me and makes me sad and I wish you could be a mom whose eyes worked but I don't think you can.

Emma is a mattress who got thrown off the truck when her parents split up. It's not like you can blame a mattress when people don't tie it down tight enough.

I'm learning how to taste everything.

Why are you being so mean?""Friends tell friends the truth.""yeah, but not to hurt, to help.

Eating was hard.Breathing was hard. Living was hardest.

Why are you being so mean?”“Friends tell friends the truth.”“Yeah, but not to hurt. To help.

I drift into the armpits of strangers, tasting their manic salt, and sleep to forget everything.

But borrowing strength builds weakness.

Today I and one friend we have lost in the shopping center, loads of laugh enjoy and that's what suppose to be interesting... Not something which makes your day horrible.

Practical politics consists in ignoring facts.

I would have praised you more had you praised me less.

They err, who say that husbands can't be lovers.

It's kind of astonishing that people trust strangers because of words they write on computer screens.

Flexibility is the key to stability.

There is a way; Up, Around, Over or Through

Intelligence without power cannibalizes itself.

The gift of writing is to be self-forgetful... to get a surge of inner life or inner supply or unexpected sense of empowerment, to be afloat, to be out of yourself.