You'll turn out ordinary if you're not careful.

I love that blurry place where life’s transitions are made without you even knowing it.

You couldn't erase the past. You couldn't even change it. But sometimes life offered you the opportunity to put it right.

When you feel someone else's pain and joy as powerfully as if it were your own, then you know you really loved them.

When your about to criticize someone walk a mile in thier shoes, that way when you criticize them you're a mile away from them and you have their shoes

When she is happy, she can't stop talking, when she is sad she doesn't say a word.

Maybe the truth is, there's a little bit of loser in all of us. Being happy isn't having everything in your life be perfect. Maybe it's about stringing together all the little things.

Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not.

Your problem isn't the problem, it's your attitude about the problem.

Love is like war; easy to begin, hard to end.

The problem is not the problem. The problem is your attitude about the problem. Got that? -Coach Brevin

It is painful to face the self we know we have never had the integrity to honor and assert.

This is the very perfection of a man, to find out his own imperfections.

If you don't place your foot on the rope you'll never cross the chasm.

One of us in this very room is in fact the murderer.

Angel screeched with fury and despair to the empty walls around her. "I'm human, do you hear me? It hurts!

We are born to be ourselves-in need of upgrading the gene-to look back again and again and befriend the person we once intended to become.

The function of (heroic) symbols is to give you a sense of Aha! Yes, I know what it is, it's myself.

Right now everything looks so strange to me, as if I don't belong here. It's me that's out of place. And the worst thing is that I feel there's somewhere I do belong, but I just can't find it.

Have you ever noticed that when you must struggle to hear something, you close your eyes?

That said, I, Beck Phillips, take full responsibility for being stuck in m y school's pitch-black venting system with my friend Jason, behind me and a garbage bag full of angry bees in front of me.