They said they respect me, which means, their judgment is crazy.

It's so shameful of me: I like you.

Age gives you a great sense of proportion. You can be very hard on yourself when you're younger but now I just think 'well everybody's absolutely mad and I'm doing quite well'.

Eating meat is the most disgusting thing I can think of. It's like biting into your grandmother.

People like me prove that you can survive without romance, even though you end up a bit unbalanced and you tend to argue with your own reflection.

How can anybody say they know how I feel? The only one around here who is me, is ME.

Disappointment came to me, and booted me, and bruised and hurt me, but that's how people grow up.