They like to tell us that it is important to speak the truth, but it has been my experience that real happiness lies in having people tell you what you want to believe, usually not the same thing at all, and if you have to stub your toe on the truth later, so be it.

You're driving me NORMAL!

you can’t use logic on human behavior.

...being torn apart by far too many loyalties that could not possibly live together in the same brain.

And once again I found myself wondering, as I drifted off to stunned and unbelieving sleep:How do these terrible things always happen to me?

I sighed; as comforting as it may be to some of us, sarcasm, like youth, is wasted on the young.

Anybody can be charming if they don't mind faking it, saying all the stupid, obvious, nauseating things that a conscience keeps most people from saying. Happily, I don't have a conscience. I say them.