It's not that our family has no taste, it's just that our family's taste is inconsistent.

We would oppose the turning of the planet and refuse the setting of the sun.

It was just an idea I had, that it could be cool to have a book covered in fake fur.

If you don't want anyone to know about your existence, you might as well kill yourself. You're taking up space, air.

She needs a new journal. The one she has is problematic. To get to the present, she needs to page through the past, and when she does, she remembers things, and her new journal entries become, for the most part, reactions to the days she regrets, wants to correct, rewrite.

But there was something psychological happening there that was just a little bit different. And the other thing was, there was no stigma. Kids weren't going into the 'Center-for-Kids-That-Need-More-Help' or something like that. It was 826 Valencia.

Yes, a dark time passed over this land, but now there is something like light.