I don’t think I’d feel any more violated if he’d stripped me bare. I might as well have lain down before him openly exposing all my flaws and my fears, inviting him to psychoanalyze me.

I was wrong last night. Kyler isn’t just trouble. He’s an apocalypse-level disaster waiting to happen. I need to find some fallout shelter to hide in. And quick.

He knows I’ve seen something in him. Something I recognize, only because it exists in me too.

This whole scenario is sick, depraved, but also grossly fascinating. I’ve become a Peeping Tom. And. It’s. Turning. Me. On.

The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four people is suffering from a mental illness. Look at your 3 best friends. If they're ok, then it's you.

What will a man gain by winning the whole world, at the cost of his true self?

I am not unaware how unpopular on this floor are the sentiments I am about to advocate.

We cannot write well or truly but what we write with gusto.

I am an American aquarium drinker.

America is the most creative country and the most powerful government in the world.

Children's plays are not sports, and should be deemed as their most serious actions.

The dark has to be contained in the light or the light will be contained in the dark.

Even a nod from a person who is esteemed is of more force than a thousand arguments or studied sentences from others.

For the planet's sake, I hope we have bird flu or some other thing that will reduce the population, because otherwise we're doomed.