Some people with awful cards can be successful because of how they deal with the tragedies they're handed, and that seems courageous to me.

Haven't lost your sense of humor after all but your sense of identity is what seems to have been misplaced. No. Wrong. You don't lose what you never had.

Feeling is not selective, I keep telling you that. You can’t feel pain, you aren’t gonna feel anything else, either.

The small seed of despair cracks open and sends experimental tendrils upward to the fragile skin of calm holding him together.

Geez, if I could get through to you, kiddo, that depression is not sobbing and crying and giving vent, it is plain and simple reduction of feeling. Reduction, see? Of all feeling. People who keep stiff upper lips find that it's damn hard to smile.

Writers don't write to inform other people, they write to find out something themselves.

People that keep stiff upper lips find that it's hard to smile.