Sometimes you are being interviewed by someone and you think, if I knew this person they'd be my best friend. Other times you're being interviewed by a complete jerk.

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

Riding the train gives him too much time to think, he has decided. Too much thinking can ruin you.

To have a reason to get up in the morning, it is necessary to have some kind of guiding principle. A belief of some kind

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.

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

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.