"Relax. You will become an adult. You will figure out your career. You will find someone who loves you. You have a whole lifetime; time takes time. The only way to fail at life is to abstain."
"Sometimes it just feels really really wonderful to be alive."
"I never wish to be easily defined. I’d rather float over other people’s minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person."
"Live with effort: tomorrow you will be a better person even if tomorrow is not."
"I act and react, and suddenly I wonder “Where is the girl that I was last year?..Two years ago?..What would she think of me now?"
"Do what you feel in your heart to be right – for you’ll be criticized anyway."
"I’ve been asking God to carve out my cynicism. And I know that He heard me because I feel Him scraping it out. He isn’t being discreet about it either. Like a doctor discussing the cancer found in His patient, God keeps wanting to talk about where all He found it, and how its traces of prideful intolerance have been choking out my compassion and smothering my joy. I really enjoyed having a cynical side. It made me funnier. It also made me an unapproachable ass though, because cynical humor is always at someone’s expense. It side steps a legitimate issue and contorts it to exaggerate inferiority. It eats away at the delicate beautiful things that are supposed to stay—kindness, understanding, mercy, forgiveness, patience, gentleness—it eats away at the things that extend love, so that’s why I asked God to come carve it out. He’s been opening my eyes to see how in the past, my cynicism has either been a product of immaturity and ignorance, or a response to me being let down or embarrassed in some way. I’m done making excuses for sarcastic pessimism. It’s not that fun. It’s a pitiful attempt to make light of an actual problem. So as a follower of truth, I’ve decided to start facing problems instead of making jokes out of them."