The stuffing/puking/stuffing/puking/stuffing/puking didn't make her skinny, it made her cry.

You’re not dead, but you’re not alive, either. You’re a wintergirl.

I want to go to sleep and not wake up, but I don’t want to die.

Cutting pain was a different flavor of hurt. It made it easier not to think about having my body and my family and my life stolen, made it easier not to care... -Wintergirls

We turned us into wintergirls, and when she tried to leave, I pulled her back into the snow because I was afraid to be alone.

There is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. There are only small steps upward; an easier day, an unexpected laugh, a mirror that doesn't matter anymore.

I am beginning to measure myself in strength, not pounds. Sometimes in smiles.

So, she tells me, the words dribbling out with the cranberry muffin crumbs, commas dunked in her coffee.

They yell at me because I can't see what they see. Nobody can explain to me why my eyes work different than theirs.

In one aspect, yes, I believe in ghosts, but we create them. We haunt ourselves.

Write about the emotions you fear the most.

Below the surface I lie dreaming, haunting images, in all colours and black.Sunlit sometimes there is no sun there.I keep the dream below the surface, the cracked mask absolute.

I wanted to be a disgusting, oozing zombie, not a sexy, cleavage zombie, which is what I was expecting, given my previous film work.

Every day we choose who we are by how we define ourselves.

The special trait making me an anarch is that I live in a world which I ‘ultimately’ do not take seriously. This increases my freedom; I serve as a temporary volunteer

They ended as all great passions do end - by a misunderstanding.

I just love preaching.

When somebody's talking to us, they're not putting pauses - carefully putting pauses between words. It all flows together. The problem with that though, it's very hard to read.

Compared to the bugs and the spiders and flies, I am an apeman.

All those people who go around saying Life begins at forty, they're notable by their absence. The nerve.

Only the smaller fish pay for the goverment's face-lift. The big ones - they just become bigger and fatter.