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

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.

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.

We've got our heads pulled low inside of our hooded sweatshirts and our eyes are shifty. We look exactly like you'd expect someone to look if they were minutes away from committing a major crime.

Let everyday be an inch closer to worthwhile and an inch away from meaningless.

when you see me i see you

All I really need to know... I learned in kindergarten.

What education is to the individual, revelation is to the whole human race.

Without followers, evil cannot spread.

Men are climbing to the moon, but they don’t seem interested in the beating human heart.

I just have a desire not to judge and view things compassionately.

My love, growing up on the Prairies, was country music.

The mind is slow to unlearn what it learnt early.

Let us resist the opinion of the world fearlessly, provided only that our self-respect grows in proportion to our indifference.