Neophyte, n. There are millions upon millions of people who have been through this before-- why is it that no one can give my good advice?

I don’t like it when you use my shampoo, because then your hair smells like me, not you.

It's one of the secrets of strength: We're so much more likely to find it in the service of others than in service to ourselves.

Bad Girl!" She chided. "I'm pretty sure Boris is a boy," I said. "Oh, I know," Mrs. Basil E. assured me. "I just like to keep him confused," Then she and Boris headed off with my future.

I don't get this at all. It's like protesting the fact that some people are red-haired.

It was so much easier when I didn't want anything. Not getting what you want can make you cruel.

When he talked to you, you seemed to fit in, but when someone else was talking, or he would be distracted, you jsut looked lonely over there. At least to me. But whenever I would tell you that, you'd say "I'm fine. I just slip out of it, you know?" And I'd say "I'll catch you," and you would say, "It's not the kind of slipping you can catch.