A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight!

I was so scared to give up depression, fearing that somehow the worst part of me was actually all of me.

That's what it's like in my head all the time, constant snow, constant weather patterns of all sorts - blizzards, cyclones.

A deeply true, wholly aching account of the dangerous way we live now--LOVE JUNKIE is great fun to read, and finally fully redemptive. Rachel Resnick brings a light, delightful touch to a hard subject, and creates a great, relatable, readable memoir.

When things get unbearable, I wrap myself into a tight ball and shut my eyes. Every muscle in my body is tense. I open my eyes and I'm still where I was when I closed them to escape. Nothing's changed.

The American Dream, coupled with government subsidies of utilities and cheap consumer goods courtesy of slave labour somewhere else, has kept the poor huddled masses from rising up.

I don't think it matters how many parents you've got, as long as those who are around make their presence a good one.