It does'nt matter who forgives you, if you're the one who can't forget.

History could hover, like a faint perfume or a memory stamped on the back of one's eyelids.

Life was all about being in a certain place, at a certain time.

Do you know how, when you are on the verge of a breakdown, the world pounds in your ears; a rush of blood, of consequence? Do you now how it feels when the truth cuts your tongue to ribbons, and still you have to speak it?

Iknew that all the attributes he was teased for, at age five, were going to work in his favor by thetime he was thirty-five...but I couldn't get him there overnight. You can't fast-forward your child'slife, no matter how much you want to.

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

Sometimes I think there's a beast that lives inside me, in the cavern that's where my heart should be, and every now and then it fills every last inch of my skin, so that I can't help but do something inappropriate. Its breath is full of lies; it smells of spite.