If you can't get out of bed for long enough, people come and take your bed away

I don't owe people anything, and I don't have to talk to them any more than I feel I need to.

No," mom says, looking at me in the eyes. "What's a triumph is that you woke up this morning and decided to LIVE. THAT'S a triumph. that's what you did today.

A working brain is probably a lot like a map, where anybody can get from one place to another on the freeways. It's the nonworking brains that get blocked, that have dead ends, that are under construction like mine.

A lot of the books that I grew up reading were pretty brutal, like the Redwall books.

I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad.

I'm going to be here until I'm cured?" "Life is not cured, Mr. Gilner. Life is managed".