We believe what we want to, what we need to. The corollary is that we choose not to see what we'd rather pretend doesn't exist.

if there isn’t a them, there can’t be an us.

Just so you know, when they say "once upon a time"....they're lying. It's not once upon a time. Its not even twice upon a time. It's hundreds of times, over and over, every time someone opens up the pages of this dusty old book.

I would rather be in minority and be right, than in the majority and wrong.

Kids think with their brains cracked wide open; becoming an adult, I've decided, is only a slow sewing shut.

A place like this wears down everything, and tolerance is no exception. In here, coexistence passes for forgiveness. You do not learn to like something you abhor; you come to live with it...You live and let live, and eventually that becomes enough.

There is a gulf as wide as an ocean between should and want, and I am drowning in it.