Studies have shown that, at least among students, popularity equals visibility.

Although she was gregarious, she inadvertently separated herself from people because she was so often inside her own head, focusing on her creativity.

I figure I'll win the fight in twenty years or so anyways when I end up with a decent life and their unemployed and living at home.

In the minds of their peers, too often students become caricatures of themselves.

If teachers are uncomfortable at their own school, they will pass on their uncertainties or negative attitude to students.

Being an outsider doesn't necessarily indicate any sort of social failing. We do not view a tuba player as musically challenged if he cannot play the violin.

The 1970s, fewer than 25% of US residents lived in counties in which the presidential candidate won by landslide. 30 years later, that percentage has nearly doubled.

He didn't realize that simply by mingling among various lunch tables, he was befriending people in different crowds, weaving together the fringes of the cafeteria.

Part of the problem is that people at our school don't listen. They just put on the headphones and tune out the world. It's intimidating.

The cafeteria made him feel like an observer rather than a participant in the high school experience.

How could he encapsulate in a pithy admissions-interview line all of his unique ideas and interests?

I'm horrible at auditions anyway. Maybe that's why I never got anything.

Once a year, she remembers that she is insignificant. Then she forgets agains, because more than she is insignificant, she is forgetful.

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I love sitting down and having actual conversations. But I don't do that sound-bite, be-candidly-funny thing.

The moment somebody becomes famous, 15 years gets knocked off their life. They're gonna get divorced a few times, they're gonna be addicted to things, they're gonna be in therapy.

A woman's mind is not an instrument apart from her other being. She does not separate herself as man does, now flesh, now mind, now heart. She is there as one, a unity complete and unified.

When I was a child I wanted to be Pope. My greatest disappointment is missing out on that. I also wanted to be a tap dancer but I never fulfilled that ambition either.

Having a favourite colour is like having a favourite lung.

I just like to think rather than talk. But I enjoy everyone's company.