Real friends were the kind where you pick up where you'd left off, whether it be a week since you'd seen each other or two years.

I chose to believe that God, a benign God, would understand our sufferings and forgive us our trespasses.

Everything takes time... and that's something that your generation find it a lot harder to adjust to. You have all grown up expecting things to go your way almost instantaneously. You all expect to live the lives you chose. Especially a successful young man like yourself. But it takes time.

And it was suddenly very simple: There was no choice.

I worked out what would make me happy, and I worked out what I wanted to do, and I trained myself to do the job that would make those two things happen

Because even if the whole world was throwing rocks at you, if you still had your mother or father at your back, you'd be okay.

Do you know how hard it is to say nothing? When every atom of you strains to do the opposite? I had practiced not saying anything the whole way from the airport, and it was still nearly killing me.