The way past despair and false hope is just letting go. It doesn't improve your odds of survival, but it doesn't waste mental energy.

I hated relying on luck. When it worked, it made me feel so damned eerie.

You don’t free yourself from duty by running away. That only increases the weight on your shoulders.

It is strange how the presence of additional people can make you feel more alone.

Everyone's life is a mess. Everyone's. We all make mistakes . . . and not just little slip-ups. Major mistakes that hurt us and other people.

What kind of programmer is so divorced from reality that she thinks she'll get complex software right the first time?

Don't be a little paranoid; worry about everything, or let it all go.