And I'm not assuming and I'm not judging. I'm just being curious.

I wanted to tell people, "My depression is acting up today" as an excuse for not seeing them, but I never managed to pull it off.

I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad.

And I could have died right then. And considering how things went, I really should have.

I can't eat and I can't sleep. I'm not doing well in terms of being a functional human, you know?

I have a system with bathrooms. I spend a lot of time in them. They are sanctuaries, public places of peace spaced throughout the world for people like me.

We look into each other's eyes as we shake. His are still full of death and horror, but in them I see my face reflected, and inside my tiny eyes inside his, I think I see some hope.

It's such a silly little thing, the heart.

Dreams are only dreams until you wake up and make them real.

That's worst than gonerreha, man!

I waste at least an hour every day lying in bed. Then I waste time pacing. I waste time thinking. I waste time being quiet and not saying anything because I'm afraid I'll stutter.

Spring time is nature at its best.

It's a rare gift to understand that your life is wondrous, and that it won't last forever.

My belief is where I get my strength. When I'm struggling with something, I can go to him for help and I'm excited to share that.

My chief consolation in this year of living dyingly has been the presence of friends.

Confidence takes constant nurturing, like a bed, it must be remade every day.

This is about as comforting as a cold brick when you're lonely.

I was this person with this weird last name from New York that no one had ever heard of. But my screen test I guess, according to him, was the best. So I got the part, which was incredible.

In the western world today everyone is a democrat.

If you cut funding to libraries, you cut the lifeblood of our communities.

Why not? If enough people believe, you can be god of anything.