No one is anything but a shade of grey. It's good people making bad choices.

If you take your fear and mash it into something that's actually useful, then it doesn't feel like it wins.

When I look back, I was so mean to myself, and I was so uncomfortable in my own skin. I still feel that very loudly sometimes, but to try and really nurture that sense that you are your own friend.

You can be the outcast or be the backlash of somebody's lack of love. Or you can start speaking up.

I'm starting to believe in the power of a name. Because it can't be a mistake if I just call it 'change.'

It'd be a shame to stop now that I've started to make really good mistakes

I would never intentionally want to hurt someone's feelings.