I was no scholar in college, and was arrogant about what I thought.
Hiding under the bed doesn't make the worry stop.
I have the feeling that I know who I am, only I'm not anymore.
You could say that all of life is a series of last chances.
She couldn’t get any farther away inside from her skin. She couldn’t get away.
All I wanted to do was read, to be told stories. Stories were full of excitement and emotions and characters that entertained and often inspired.