We look into each other's eyes as we shake. His are still full of death and horror, but in them I see my face reflected, and inside my tiny eyes inside his, I think I see some hope.

I wanted to tell people, "My depression is acting up today" as an excuse for not seeing them, but I never managed to pull it off.

I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad.

And I could have died right then. And considering how things went, I really should have.

I can't eat and I can't sleep. I'm not doing well in terms of being a functional human, you know?

I have a system with bathrooms. I spend a lot of time in them. They are sanctuaries, public places of peace spaced throughout the world for people like me.

It's such a silly little thing, the heart.

Dreams are only dreams until you wake up and make them real.

That's worst than gonerreha, man!

I waste at least an hour every day lying in bed. Then I waste time pacing. I waste time thinking. I waste time being quiet and not saying anything because I'm afraid I'll stutter.

It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare, you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.""And what is that nightmare, Craig?""Life.

Only the great power of love can make you great.

You kissed me yes, But it was not just goodnight even then I could feel the promise in it. The promise that you could kiss me like that forever.

And that's when I felt the first wave of sorrow that came from keeping a new secret.

Hope drowned in shadows emerges fiercely splendid–– boldly angelic.

There is someone I accept even though I do not approve of all he does...and that someone is me

Theres some kind of dark symbiosis between lunatics and the Postal Service.

I have not seen the National League enough to know.

Symbolic violence is violence wielded with tacit complicity between its victims and its agents, insofar as both remain unconscious of submitting to or wielding it.

Never get involved with someone who wants to change you

Life is divided into three periods: that which has been, that which is, that which will be. Of these the present is short, the future is doubtful, the past is certain.