Those dreams I have at night are going to drive me crazy. Last night I dreamed that little red-haired girl and I were eating lunch together... But she's gone... She's moved away, and I don't know where she lives, and she doesn't know I even exist, and I'll never see her again... And... I wish men cried.

Why is it that you don't love me?" "Sometimes I wish I knew..." "Don't anybody tell him!!

What if everyone in the whole world suddenly decided to run away from his problems?" "Well, at least we'd all be running in the same direction!

How can I play baseball when I'm worried about foreign policy?

Big sisters are the crab grass in the lawn of life.

A bean bag is a perfect place to sulk. You can sink way down deep, and sulk for hours... You only have to stick your head up once in a while... to see if anybody cares.

How can we lose when we're so sincere?