Are you okay?' she asked me. Of course,' I said. 'Why wouldn't I be okay?' There are lots of reasons why you might not be okay.' There are lots of re….

I thought the best thing to do would be nothing, and in that way things couldn’t get any worse..

I found the idea of being a librarian very appealing--working in a place where people had to whisper and only speak when necessary. If only the world….

What if she was meant to be, or could have been, someone important in my life? I think that's what scares me: the randomness of everything. That the ….

I suppose most people would think that it was wonderful, that the world is so varied, that there is something for everyone, and I don't know why I fe….

Most people think things are not real unless they are spoken, that it's the uttering of something, not the thinking of it, that legitimizes it. I sup….

Interacting with other people does not come naturally to me; it is a strain and requires effort, and since it does not come naturally I feel like I a….

One man’s nonsense is another man’s sense..

I don't think I could ever work in such a blatantly hierarchical corporate setting. I know that everyone in this world is not equal, but I can't bear….

It made me very sad, that question. Sad and defeated. Because I knew she knew why I was thinking about that woman-I was thinking about my own tendenc….

Unfortunately I have never been good in math. Numbers simply do not interest me or seem as real to me as words..

I’m not a sociopath or a freak (although I don’t suppose people who are sociopaths or freaks self-identify as such); I just don’t enjoy being with pe….

Sometimes I envy religious people for the comfort of believing. It would make everything so much easier..

I always looked forward to being an adult, because I thought the adult world was, well—adult. That adults weren’t cliquey or nasty, that the whole no….

I wish the whole day were like breakfast, when people are still connected to their dreams, focused inward, and not yet ready to engage with the world….

It was strange to see someone you have only known alone begin interacting with other people, for that somebody known to you disappears and is replace….

She had all the best things wrong with her—incest, insanity, drug addiction, bulimia, alopecia: you name it. All the perfect stuff for a memoir. She’….

The first night Stephen and I slept together, he whispered numbers into my ear: long, high numbers -- distances between planets, seconds in a life. H….

I think therapy is a rather misguided notion of capitalist societies whereby the self-indulgent examination of one's life supersedes the actual livin….

I often feel like I want to think something but I can't find the language that coincides with the thoughts, so it remains felt, not thought. Sometime….

They're both about the correct or proper way to do something. There is a correct and proper way to use words and there is a correct and proper way to….