This is why the deepest form of pain comes out as silence.

I somehow make it through the first month. I dress and brush my teeth when they tell me to. And I experience the hollow feeling of complete loss, which is emptiness.

For someone grieving, moving forward is the challenge. Because after extreme loss, you want to go back.

I force myself to think of anything but the one thing that I'm actually always thinking about. And that is so exhausting that I sleep more than I ever have.

Only in cartoons and fairy tales and greeting cards do endings have glitter

I cut all my words out. My heart was too full of them.

She said they needed to put down a real root system to achieve their potential

At least it's working out because Cheddar is sort of obsessed with me, or at least very interested, which in the world of felines counts as obsessive behavior.

It would look pretty messed up to be a social worker and have dried kid blood as a permanent stain in your vehicle.

[T]he deepest form of pain comes out as silence.

Every person has lots of ingredients to make them what is always a one-in-a-kind creation. We are all imperfect genetic stews.

My life. My choice. Live life only once. So to hell with the world

That's the crazy thing about lies. You start to fall for them, yourself.

Every writer's got to pay some attention, I suppose, to what his critics say because theirs is a reflection of what the audience feels about his work.

we can do anything when we decide to win no matter what!

Anyone who wants to help me doesn't. Anyone who wants to kill me might. Anyone who wants to love me better not.

Once a person was asked to step into this brutal century, anything could happen

It just makes it even harder for people to even approach the (open source) side, when they then end up having to worry about public humiliation.

... the English are very fond of being entertained, and ... they regard the French and the American people as destined by Heaven to amuse them.

She said, tell me, are you a Christian, child? I said, Ma'am, I am tonight.

In real life, I'm afraid of heights - and people who get moral convictions... Adolf Hitler in London.