Everybody's still miserable in the same way they've always been miserable, and more and more of my friends - especially my male friends - find themselves taking anti-anxiety, psychotropic drugs. It seems like everybody I know is wondering if they're really who they are, or once the prescription runs out, will they become someone different?

I'm never going to have to work. None of my descendants are ever going to have to work; this is going to make me so much money. It was such a letdown when I realized that wasn't my invention.

I used rebellion as a way to hide out. We use criticism as a fake participation.

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

People who don't want to get on with their lives, and don't want to accept responsibility for the direction of their lives want to hang out with other people who don't want to accept responsibility or move on, and so you find that your entire culture around you are people who are just like you, because that's what's comforting.

By the time you read this, you'll be older than you remember.

It's my petty fear of personal rejection that allows so many true evils to exist. My cowardice enables atrocities.