I feel like I’m broken—like I don’t fit together anymore. Like there’s no more room for me in the world or something. Like I’ve overstayed my welcome here on Earth, and everyone’s trying to give me hints about that constantly. Like I should just check out.

...I am now watching the movie of my life as I live it.

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.

Fly! There's a lot of sky out there for brave birds.

I want to believe that happiness might at least be possible later on in life for people prone to sadness.

Do you like foreign films?” “With subtitles?” “Yes.” “I hate those types of films.” “Me too,” Cliff says. “Mostly because - “ “No happy endings.

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