Maybe knowing where you belong is not equal to knowing who you are.

I know what it's like when the things you believe make you feel like you're on the outside looking in.

Crazy girls did this, girls who walked like zombies through YA novels. But. Trixie felt the sting of the skin as it split, the sweet welling rise of blood. It hurt, though not as much as everything else idd.

It is strange to think that we might have crossed paths, and still not have known what we were missing.

People ask all the time how I'm doing, but the truth is, they don't really want to know.

My teacher in first grade said that long ago people used to believe all kinds of things, because they didn't know any better. Like you shouldn't take a bath, because it could make you sick. And then someone saw germs under a microscope and started to think differently. You can believe something really hard, and still be wrong. (Faith White)

It's certainly my honor to be able to, hopefully, change the world a tiny bit, one mind at a time.