The seeds of death get lost in the mess that God made us.

Chunks of his life fell away, so that while we were moving ahead in time, he was moving back.

In the end, the tortures tearing the Lisbon girls pointed to a simple reasoned refusal to accept the world as it was handed down to them, so full of flaws.

I think, especially when you're in college, each book that you're reading tends to tell you who you are.

They thought depression was like bieng 'depressed'. They thought it was like being in a bad mood, only worse. Therefore, they tried to get him to snap out of it.

There was nowhere I could go that wouldn't be you.

Depression is like a bruise that never goes away. A bruise in your mind. You just got to be careful not to touch it where it hurts. It's always there, though.