Not everyone who has killed themselves because they were HIV positive would have been killed by AIDS.

For a sane person to sincerely be happy that someone has succeeded, they have to either be profiting or likely to profit from that person’s success, or be that person.

Some women wear a miniskirt to reveal their thighs; some wear one to conceal their age.

There’s no such thing as a good or bad person: there are just people who have each been or seem to have been good or bad to you, someone, or some people, thus far.

Some of the best things that have ever happened to us wouldn’t have happened to us, if it weren’t for some of the worst things that have ever happened to us.

We are sometimes depressed by our failure to convince people who strongly believe that we are that we are definitely not depressed.

Most men would no longer enjoy conversing with most women if they stopped bringing their vaginas along.

We are way less likely to love someone just because they love us than we are to hate someone just because they hate us.

We are loved way more by some of the people who have not contacted us in the last twelve or so months than we are loved by some of those who contact us every twelve or so days … or hours.