Imagine others complexly.

... I didn't know whether to feel angry at her for making me part of her suicide or just to feel angry at myself for letting her go.

Gratitude is the proper response for the absolute astonishment of getting to be alive, and aware, and an essential part of this crazy, sprawling story.

I'm not embarrassed by my faith, and I'm also not embarrassed by my doubt.

I don't want to hear another negative word about cheerleaders. If it weren't for cheerleaders, who would tell us when and how to be happy during athletic events? If it weren't for cheerleaders, how would America's prettiest girls get the exercise that's so vital to a healthy life?

I don't believe in prom,' I reminded her as she rounded a corner. I expertly angled my raisin bran to accomodate the g-forces. I'd done this before.

In the darkest days, the Lord puts the best people into your life." (p. 28)