They shouldn't be allowed to teach math so early in the morning.

You’re sure you didn’t leave? Didn’t try to explore Thunder Bay again, maybe go down to the park and, I don’t know, dismember some poor jogger?

The rhythm of the footsteps, the sound of whatever is coming down the ladder is driving both me and my mom steadily toward peeing our pants.

You make me want things that I can't have.

It's shitty I guess. They're my friends. But... everything I want to talk about I can't say to them. It feels so separate, like I've touched something that's taken the color out of me.

I hate telling people this. I never know exactly how my voice is going to sound saying it, and I hate the stricken looks they get on their faces when they don't know what to say back.

The things that your eyes see plainly and cant forget are worse than huddled black figures left to the imagination.

What are you going to fill it with?" she asks. "Holy water or something?" "Probably Dasani, " Thomas replies.

I can't believe that she's questioning the existence of magic when she's standing before me dead and talking.

Using for a noble purpose is still using.

I had a million different dreams but none of them was stronger than the rest. In the end they probably would have paralyzed me.

Paradoxes are conflicting choices or conditions that demand equal attention.

The general tendency of things throughout the world is to render mediocrity the ascendant power among mankind.

If society fits you comfortably enough, you call it freedom.

I was massively jealous but also excited when Tarantino did Inglourious Basterds, I'm a huge guys on a mission fan. Those kind of movies.

So many people complain that there aren't enough Latinos on television, and yet when they are, they need support.

I have survivor's curiosity, I guess.

I just like the blues better than rock 'n' roll

There were things that I knew that I was going to keep to myself.

You are learning too much, remembering too much, trying to hard relax a little bit, give life a chance to flow its own way, unassisted by your mind and effort. Stop directing the river's flow!

God knows, I'm no the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be.