My biggest mistake: not wanting to help myself into thinking I am happy, that change would come about without really trying to change, or wanting to change. Procrastinating about changing. I do want to change.

It's a good thing most people bleed on the inside or this would be a gory, blood-smeared earth.

She didn't know whether she was running away from something or running to something, but she admitted that deep in her heart she wanted to go home.

I really am only one infinitely small part of an aching humanity.

I’ve got to sleep. Sleep is my only way to escape.

I pretend I've got lots of confidence and I'm a big jock and like that but deep inside I'm a frightened, insecure, can't-make-it failure.

I'm partly somebody else trying to fit in and say the right things and do the right thing and be in the right place and wear what everybody else is wearing. Sometimes I think we're all trying to be shadows of each other, trying to buy the same records and everything even if we don't like them. Kids are like robots, off an assembly line, and I don't want to be a robot!