I'm not close to him." He looked at me defiantly. "But he's put his whole life into this. He's no Freud or Jung or Pavlov or Watson, but he's doing something important and I respect his dedication - maybe even more because he's just an ordinary man trying to do a great man's work, while the great men are all busy making bombs.

Even in the world of make-believe there have to be rules. The parts have to be consistent and belong together. This kind of picture is a lie. Things are forced to fit because the writer or the director or somebody wanted something in that didn't belong. And it doesn't feel right

Because I want to see. I've got to know what's going to happen while I'm still enough in control to be able to do something about it.

I was her bestist pupil in the Beckman School for retarted adults and I tryed the hardist becus I reely wantd to lern I wantid it more even then pepul who are smarter even then me.

There are so many doors to open. I am impatient to begin." --Charlie Gordan

Just leave me alone. I'm not myself. I'm falling apart, and I don't want you here.

I can't afford to spend my time with anyone - there's only enough left for myself