If you start the day reading the obituaries, you live your day a little differently.

Because that's the thing about mean people: They make you think that the world will never work, that there are divides that you will fall into if you approach. It takes a whole lot of good people to fill in the breach created by a single mean one.

... I love books about freaks," because I am one. You might be, too. Let's be freaks together?

You spend so much time, so much effort, trying to hold yourself together. And then everything falls apart anyway.

The older you get, the wiser you are - this is true. But you also question what use this wisdom is.y

It is its own form of conversation -- you can learn a lot about people from the stories they tell, but you can also know them from the way they sing along, whether they like the windows up or down, if they live by the map or by the world, if they feel the pull of the ocean.

We always see our worst selves. Our most vulnerable selves. We need someone else to get close enough to tell us we’re wrong. Someone we trust.