Part of the reason I wrote the book was I wanted to understand for myself why such good people let themselves get treated so badly.

I just want you to know that you’re very special… and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone else ever has.

I wonder what my speech would be.

I just wish that God or my parents or Sam or my sister or someone would just tell me what's wrong with me. Just tell me how to be different in a way that makes sense. To make this all go away.

As we all know, when you're an athlete things are a little bit easier for you. It didn't mean that what was going on inside my heart wasn't a bit of a thunderstorm, but outwardly I got along ok. I was really shy in seventh grade.

Bridget who is crazy said that sometimes she thought about suicide when commercials come on during TV. She was sincere and this puzzled the guidance counselors.

He was the boy that made mix tapes with themes and hand-colored covers until the day he hit my sister and stopped crying.