Bang bang bang. I understand now why so many horror movies use that device-the mysterious knock on the door-because it has the weight of a nightmare. You don't know what's out there, yet you know you'll open it. You'll think what I think: No one bad ever knocks.

Problems always start long before you really, really see them.

I'm not someone who can be depended one five days a week. Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday? I don't even get out of bed five days in a row-I often don't remember to eat five days in a row. Reporting to a workplace, where I should need to stay for eight hours-eight big hours outside my home- was unfeasible.

I feel like I need to give people a note with the book that says, 'I'm OK, no worries!'

There's a difference between really loving someone and loving the idea of her.

Nick is like a good stiff drink: He gives everything the correct perspective.

Safer to be feared than loved.