I don't know how the Wolfman knows all this, but he's not wrong. My warm cheeks turn scalding hot. "Your shame is a good sign. You may break sooner than I thought. The breaking is good. It purifies.

I will not be a victim. I will not think like a victim. I am going to avenge all those little girls. I am going to win.

Wolfman clears everything off the table except his gun. That he keeps close at hand. There is a sense of ceremony about his actions. My stomach tightens up. We are about to begin.

It was like a commercial for laundry detergent or tampons or a prescription medication with death listed as a possible side effect.

Life isn't fair, " comes the voice of Nana. She has told me that a thousand times. "What matters is how you handle it." I'm going to handle it by winning.

In this otherworldly moment I am profoundly grateful to be here, to be alone, to experience this thing that no one has ever experienced and that no one else ever will.

It has become appallingly obvious that our technology has exceeded our humanity.

The world in all doth but two nations bear- The good, the bad; and these mixed everywhere.

The technology we need most badly is the technology of community, the knowledge about how to cooperate to get things done.

I can't know everything, pretend you're an orphan.

I wanted to be a marine biologist my whole life until I graduated high school.

The world is vast, beautiful, and fascinating, even awe-inspiring - but impersonal. It demands nothing of me, and allows me to demand nothing of it.

Look out! Be on your guard, because alone of all the arts, music moves all around you.

That's what our training is for, we practice not panicking, we practice breathing, we practice looking directly at the thing that scares us until we stop flinching, we practice overriding our Can't.

I ordinarily smoke fifteen cigars during my five hours' labours, and if my interest reaches the enthusiastic point, I smoke more. I smoke with all my might, and allow no intervals.

I just found out last week - my sister told me - that my father had some Beatles records. So I must have heard them quite a bit, but it never registered, really. Now I listen to them with new ears.