I keep feeling like everyone wants me to apologize for something.

Personally, I think they killed the bear because they were afraid of it. That s what people do, kill the things they re afraid of.

Once you realise there's nothing to be afraid of when you die, there's nothing else to worry about.

When people hurt us, the best thing to do isn’t to ask why they did it but to remind ourselves that it wasn’t our fault.

Sometimes I think there’s someone up there just sitting around thinking of ways to make me look like a complete moron. Seriously, I bet there’s an angel—or, more likely, a demon—assigned just to me. And every day it gets up and asks itself what it can do to ruin my life. Well, today it got an A plus.

I know all about dreams that make you want to scream.

I swear, sometimes it feels like there's this monkey in my head who runs around turning the dials and changing channels on me. One minute I'm sitting around eating chocolate chip cookies and then all of a sudden I'm thinking about bears.