Denial: my family heritage. If you don't ask the questions, the truth will never inconvenience you.

Judgment is such a useful shield, isn't it? We can hide behind it, rise above others on its crest, keep ourselves safe and separate.

Others of us are lost. We're forever seeking. We torture ourselves with philosophies and ache to see the world. We question everything, even our own existence. We ask a lifetime of questions and are never satisfied with the answers because we don't recognize anyone as an authority to give them. We see life and the world as an enormous puzzle that we might never understand, that our questions might go unanswered until the day we die, almost never occurs to us. And when it does, it fills us with dread.

People who stay in the same town with the same friends for their entire lives never get a chance to find out who they can really be, because they will always be considered as who they were.

I definitely feel that plot flows from character. I dont believe that you can construct a plot and insert people into it.

Today something interesting happened. I died.

Even if someone is overcome with rage, it takes amazing arrogance to kill.