I have to tell you man, that my stalker meter is kind of registering in the red zone right now.

When you say nasty things about people, you should never say the true ones, because you can't really fully and honestly take those back.

I could be worse, you know." "How?" I asked, teasing. "I mean, I have a work of calligraphy over my toilet that reads, 'Bathe yourself in the comfort of God's words,' Hazel. I could be way worse." "Sounds unsanitary," I said.

We’re as likely to hurt the universe as we are to help it, and we’re not likely to do either.

I told myself – as I’ve told myself before – that the body shuts down when the pain gets too bad, that consciousness is temporary, that this will pass. But just like always, I didn’t slip away. I was left on the shore with the waves washing over me, unable to drown.

Patients are almost always preceded by their parents, because no matter how fast an ambulance can drive, terrified parents can drive faster.

It just goes to show, if you try to ruin someone's life, it only gets better. You just don't get to be a part of it.