I didn't know how to explain what I meant; sociopathy wasn't just being emotionally deaf, it was being emotionally mute, too. I felt like the characters on our muted TV, waving their hands and screaming and never saying a word out loud.

Hello, Bradley,' said Mom. She'd regained her composure after my outburst, and now raised her camera. 'Stand close.' 'No, Mom,' I said. 'No pictures.' 'But you're friend's here now,' she said, waving us together. 'Smile!' 'I don't need a picture with-' the flash snapped '-another guy. That's great, Mom, thank you. Send that one to Dad and tell him we're going steady.

If you have the strength to whine, you have the strength to do something about it.

It's not John who wants to cut his mother into tiny pieces, it's Mr. Monster. See? I feel better already.

Fear is a ... it's a weird thing, when you think about it. People are only afraid of other things, they're never afraid of themselves.

I'd rather know how you feel than hope and wonder and delude myself for weeks on end.

Humans aren't defined by death, and they're not defined by what they lack. They're defined by their connections.