You better watch out, or you're going to be defeated by pessimism!

In my arms is a woman who has given me a Skywatcher's Cloud Chart, a woman who knows all my secrets, a woman who knows just how messed up my mind is, how many pills I'm on, and yet she allows me to hold her anyway. There's something honest about all this, and I cannot imagine any other woman lying in the middle of a frozen soccer field with me - in the middle of a snowstorm even - impossibly hoping to see a single cloud break free of a nimbostratus.

Although once when we were talking after class, Herr Silverman told me that when someone rises up and holds himself to a higher standard, even when doing so benefits others, average people resent it, mostly because they're not strong enough to do the same.

I believe in happy endings," I tell him, "And it feels like this movie has gone on for the right amount of time.

I don't want to stay in the bad place, where no one believes in silver linings or love or happy endings.

My other friends are in music relaxation class, which I do not attend, because smooth jazz makes me angry sometimes.

I can always look up at the cosmos and marvel, no matter what happens. And when I look up at it, I feel as though my problems are small. I don't know why, but it always makes me feel better.