This uneasiness comes over me from time to time, and I feel as if I've somehow been pieced together from two different puzzles.

Mediocrity's like a spot on a shirt—it never comes off.

You are entering a phase of your life in which many different things will occur...bad things that seem good at first and good things that seem bad at first.

What matters is deciding in your heart to accept another person completely. When you do that, it is always the first time and the last.

Become like a sheet of blotting paper and soak it all in. Later on you can figure out what to keep and what to unload.

There's no such thing as perfect writing, just like there's no such thing as perfect despair.

Kids' hearts are malleable, but once they gel it's hard to get them back the way they were.