History repeats itself only in that, from afar, we all seem to lead exactly the same life. We are all born; we all spend time here on earth; we all die. But up close, we have each walked down our own separate paths. We have stood at our own lonely crossroads. We have touched the lives of others at crucial points, for better or for worse. In the end, each of us has lived a unique life story, astounding and complicated, a story that could never be repeated.

I had no night terrors. Maybe when your real life becomes the terror, there's just nothing left to dream about

But I can see. I can see everything. I can see things that Mom and Dad can’t. Or won’t.

But be careful about the parts you agree to play...You never know when one is going to stick.

Remember that, lad, if you never remember anything else. We all touch each other's lives, for better or for worse. So say the things you have to say to people while you still have the chance.

You get as many chances as you want; as many as you dare to make for yourself.

A person is not really gone until everyone who knew them is gone.