I would prove to you that being different isn't a death sentence but a call to arms.

A lie took two parties - the weaver of the tale and the sucker who so badly wanted to believe it.

A fire can't burn forever. Eventually, it consumes itself.

If you spent your life concentrating on what everyone else thought of you, would you forget who you really were? What if the face you showed the world turned out to be a mask... with nothing beneath it?

Suddenly, I don't want to be this person anymore. I don't want to pretend I'm fooling the world when I'm not. I want someone else to have a plan for me, because I'm not doing a very good job myself.

My first job was as an assistant in the local library. Self fulfilling prophecy?

We make messes of our lives, but every now and then, we manage to do something that's exactly right. The challenge is figuring out which is which.