And when they’re old enough I’m going to tell my little girls that everybody looks a little crazy if you’re looking close enough, and if, you can’t look that close then you don’t really love them. All the while life goes around. And if you keep waiting for somebody perfect you’ll never find love, because it’s how much you love them is what makes them perfect.
The people who really, actually loved us, they’d beg us to go. To fulfill our dreams. Practice our craft. And they would love us when we all came back.
Really, there is no wrong. Not in our own minds. Our own reality. You can never set off to do the wrong thing. You can never say the wrong thing. In your own mind, you are always right. Every action you take – what you do or say or how you choose to appear – is automatically right the moment you act.
In a way, being an addict is very proactive. A good addiction takes the guesswork out of death. There is such a thing as planning your getaway.
In her experience every man thought he was a natural dancer, and every one thought he was good in bed. The truth was that most men only knew one dance step – usually the pogo – and between the sheets they were like a monkey in a nature film poking at an anthill with a stick.
You can’t be beautiful until you feel beautiful.
If you never been rabid, you ain’t never lived.
What they don’t teach you in art school is never, ever to tell people you wanted to be an artist. Just so you know, for the rest of your life, people will torture you by saying how you used to love to draw when you were young. You used to love to paint. A couple drinks. A couple aspirin. Repeat.
I’m the one who still needs rewriting. Don’t we all?
Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy.
So this is why I write. Because most times, your life isn’t funny the first time through. Most times, you can hardly stand it.
You’re that tree falling in the forest that nobody gives a rat’s ass about.
No memory is anything more than a personal choice.
Rachel hadn’t invented the dangers of toxoplasmosis; she’d gone online and built an airtight case. This wasn’t crazy talk. Neurobiologists had linked T. gondii to suicide and the onset of schizophrenia. All caused by exposure to cat poop. Some studies even suggested that the toxo brain parasites chemically coerced people to adopt more cats. Those crazy cat ladies were actually being controlled by an infection of single-cell invaders.
This whole time, I was calm. I was the picture of calm. I never, never panicked. I saw my blood and snot and teeth splashed all over the dashboard the moment after the accident, but hysteria is impossible without an audience. Panicking by yourself is the same as laughing alone in an empty room. You feel really silly.
Do something only for money, and you’re less likely to do it for free.
The ice-cold way death can hit you in the noontime of a sunny day just when you’d never expect.
His Highness looks at Denny and says, “Those glasses you’re wearing, do you need them?” “Only to see with,” Denny says.
Aim low and you won’t be disappointed.
Penny wanted this kind of attention from the world. She wanted people everywhere to know her name and to love her. There, she’d admitted it aloud. But she couldn’t do anything that would justify such massive public acclaim. She just needed a mentor, a teacher, someone to discover her.