George Bush isn't Hitler. He could be if he applied himself.
Or perhaps she's just softening me up: she's a Baptist, she'd like me to find Jesus, or vice versa, before it's too late. That kind of thing doesn't run in her family: her mother Reenie never went in much for God. There was mutual respect, and if you were in trouble, naturally you'd call on him, as with lawyers, but as with lawyers, it would have to be bad trouble. Otherwise it didn't pay to get too mixed up with him.
Another belief of mine: that everyone else my age is an adult, whereas I am merely in disguise.
Love blurs your vision; but after it recedes, you can see more clearly than ever. It's like the tide going out, revealing whatever's been thrown away and sunk: broken bottles, old gloves, rusting pop cans, nibbled fishbodies, bones. This is the kind of thing you see if you sit in the darkness with open eyes, not knowing the future. The ruin you've made.
It is only possible to live happily ever after on a day-to-day basis.
It is only possible to live happily ever after on a day to day basis.
The incognito of lower class employment is an effective cloak for any dagger one might wish to hide.
I’m not going to die because I failed as someone else. I’m going to succeed as myself.
I have learned to love that which is meant to harm me, so that I can stand in the way of those who are less strong. I can take the bullets for those who aren't able to.
When nothing is sure, everything is possible.