What you have to consider is the possibility that God doesn't like you. Could be, God hates us. This is not the worst thing that could happen.

Going to work just looked crazy. Eating another meal, ever, made about as much sense as planting tulip bulbs in the shadow of a falling atom bomb.

It's pathetic how we can't live with the things we can't understand. How we need everything labeled and explained and deconstructed.

The problem with educating stupid people was that they didn’t know they were stupid. The same went for curing crazy people.

Deliver me, Tyler, from being perfect and complete.

Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer, maybe self-destruction is the answer.

No mat­ter how much I try and hide this, bit by bit, I start to fall apart.