Nobody stopped believing that other people were more guilty than they were. Why do people have so much trouble seeing their own faults but such an easy time seeing everyone else's?

Complete happiness can look so much like complete terror that it's hard to tell them apart.

Everyone who doesn't want to believe in supernormal powers says the people who experience them are psycho. What the hell kind of a world is this if all magic moments are psychotic?

Don't tell people you care about them when all you really care about is getting your own way.

My belief in ghosts swings with the wind. But my belief that the cemetery felt happy and not sad-I've never changed my mind about that.

Life is all we have, and if we can't look at it honestly, are we really living?

You're supposed to be kind to everyone, because you never know when you're meeting an angel.