But it turns out that even if I don’t talk a lot, when it’s something that matters I still have a lot to say.

It was like he was in a contest to see who could do the least work, only he was the only contestant.

Oh. Listen, this is really hard for me . . . " "What is?" "You know. Being liked." I started to cry. I couldn't help it.

You can’t think about how much you have left to do because that’s just one thought, one sad thought, that’ll make you bummed out all day long. Instead you’ve got to think about how much you’ve already done.

Everyone I looked at, their whole lives, did exactly what they were supposed to do without even questioning it, without even wondering if they could do something different.

I ultimately decided to hold my tongue and settle instead for the comfort of ignorance. Not knowing the truth, I retained hope, and that hope I held like a smooth warm stone against my heart.

But it turns out that even if I don’t talk a lot, when it’s something that matters I still have a lot to say.