(Actually now I’m remembering that the goodbye chow isn’t spelled that way. It’s ciao or something weird like that. It’s Italian, right? But I’m not an Italian gypsy, I’m a hungry gypsy. So spelling it chow makes total sense.)

Don't sum up a person based on what you see, or what you don't understand; get to know them

...Next time you're faced with a choice, do the right thing. It hurts everyone less in the long run.

I was slipping, man, and it was definetly time to get a grip.

I had liked him for all the wrong reasons.

Sometimes I get so caught up in my own problems that I forget how amazing the world is.

Julie always tried to stand beside me, or talk to me, or in some other way mortify me.