When people can do something simple to avoid conflict--say, hit a button or unlock a latch--they'll generally do it.

Most of you guys can't see the potential in a nervous breakdown. A real collapse. There's more chance of finding yourself in a major depression than there is in a bottle Prozac.

There's no original evil left in the world. Everyone's just recycling pain. (257)

Relationships are never chance events.

We are, all of us, crippled and twisted. Most of us strive desperately to keep our grotesqueries out of sight and mind. Our suffering is transformed by an alchemy of the soul into addiction, ulcers, strokes, hatred, even war.

People react predictably, especially when they don't have time to think.

Maybe the trying is the thing. Maybe it doesn't get better than that. Maybe you never quite get there. And maybe that's okay.