Just be careful of forming close relationships, Craig. Focus on yourself. Okay. Only then does healing take place. All right.
It is five in the morning. I have woken up without any alarm. I have woken up because the thoughts are so loud, and none of them mean me well.
I used to like the foods that come in abstract shapes: chicken nuggets, Fruit Roll-Ups, hot dogs.
I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad.
Hold on a second. I can talk,' I say. 'Guys.' I look at all three of them in turn. 'One thing that they do in here is give you a lot of time to think. I can't explain it; once you come in, time just s...
Great, excellent, the guy had said. You other people are out of a job! Heh heh. Learn comp sci.
In my life is all in my brain, really, so it would be natural that when my brain was screwed up, everything in my life would be.
They're sort of ancillary, friends. I mean, they're important - everybody knows that; the TV tells you so - but they come and go. You lose one friend, you pick up another.
Misfortune is no excuse for cruelty.
I waste at least an hour every day lying in bed. Then I waste time pacing. I waste time thinking. I waste time being quiet and not saying anything because I'm afraid I'll stutter.
I want my brain to slide back into the slot it was meant to be in, rest there the way it did before the fall of last year, back when I was young, witty, and my teachers said I had incredible promise.
I should be a success and I'm not and other people- younger people- are. Younger people than me are on TV and getting their lives in order. I'm still a nobody. When am I going to not be a nobody?
I had hurt her feelings, I found out later; I didn’t know I had that power.
Forget the midlife crisis, I say. It’s all about the sixth-life crisis.
Every tounge bit had another word to say.
You have to be the prude or the slut, and if you pick one, other people hate you for it, and you can't trust anyone anymore, because they're all after the same thing, and you see that you can never go...
Sometimes we call those girls sluts. Do you think she had a boyfriend when she was eight?
People don't make good Anchors, though, Craig. They change. The people here are going to change. The patients are going to leave. You can't rely on them.
Obstacles are those frightening things that appear when we take our mind off our goals
Math. Are you able to turn off your mind to the world and fill it with symbols that follow rules?