Everyone's In Their Own Personal Coma.

Just For The Record, How I Feel Right Now Is Very Terrific.

Nothing Happened, And Nothing Kept Happening.

The Lucky Ones Are Just Born Dead.

I Know So Many Writers Who Are A Hundred Times Better Than Me And Have Longer, Greater Ideas Than Mine, But They Gave Up; They Stopped. The Biggest Talent You Can Have Is Determination.

Everyone Has Something Wrong. And For A While, Her Heart Just Sort Of Flat Lined.