I was quite possibly in the midst of losing my mind. I needed to get away from people until I figured out if I actually was losing my mind.

It's easy to say you don't care about money when you have plenty of it.

...slow and drunk is no match for fast and scared shitless.

She moved to pinch me again but I blocked her hand. I'm no expert on girls, but when one tries to pinch you four times, I'm pretty sure that's flirting.

I didn’t know what to call it, what was happening between us, but I liked it. It felt silly and fragile and good.

No one here is embarrassed of their gift.

Have they built cities on the moon?" another boy asked hopefully."We left some garbage and a flag there in the sixties, but thats about it.

Will you quit shouting and let me bleed in peace!

That was our friendship: equal parts irritation and cooperation.

..he had trampled her poor, pining heart, and the wound was still raw, even these many years later.

It seemed like my parents were always trying to get me to care about money, but I didn’t, really. Then again, it's easy to say you don't care about money when you have plenty of it.

The act of giving is the grace to meet a need.

Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.

Culture is more often a source of conflict than of synergy. Cultural differences are a nuisance at best and often a disaster.

One cannot go over Niagara Falls in a barrel only slightly.

Maybe don't make it so.

Without a sense of proportion there can be neither good taste nor genuine intelligence, nor perhaps moral integrity.

It is hard to personate and act a part long; for where Truth is not the bottom, Nature will always be endeavoring to return, and will peep and betray herself one time or other.

That has less significance than a dog's fart.

The more we run from a problem, the more we're actually running into it.

Many a promising career has been wrecked by marrying the wrong sort of woman.