You’re not tough. You’re broken.

I can’t forget. I can’t really forgive. But I can live. Live with it.

Did it matter whether I was a bad hamster or a good hamster? I was still running on a wheel to nowhere.

Sometimes I don’t know what to do with this much happy.” Biddy pg125.

Why make waves if you don’t know how to surf?

When you wade, you’re kind of bogged down. You can’t walk, or run; you’re not swimming; you’re kind of fighting the water all the time.

If I beat myself up about the bad stuff I did, I’m ignoring that I was strong enough to stop being that person. I think what I’m doing with my life now is a lot more important than what I did when I was a stupid kid.

A thief, stealing his friendship.

I refuse to forgive anyone because that implies that I’m superior-that I have a right to make a judgement.

We were random stars, and he made us a constellation.