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“And how often a matter of right or wrong is simply just a matter of perspective.
Because we’re willing to forgive anyone anything if they’re attractive to us.”
That it was easier to judge a girl you knew nothing about than to allow someone the dignity of their process. That it was more convenient to not consider that there were things we didn’t know and things we’d never understand, because we were shallow and entitled and ignorant.
Happy people didn’t hurt others,
He messed with me because he assumed I didn’t have a brain.
They thought that because I liked being nice, that I didn’t know how to be mean. And believe me, I was capable.
People hide in the dark. They quench their thirsts in the dark. They build their secrets in the dark. We’re more ourselves here than anywhere else. I get to be me”—he
“They take me away. It’s an escape. I like the survival aspect in some of them, too. Ordinary people becoming extraordinary. Being called to do great things.”
“Evil doesn’t exist. That’s just an excuse for people who want quick answers for complicated questions that they’re too lazy to deal with. There’s always a reason things are as they are.”
“Everyone has that point of absolute clarity where conscience isn’t a factor. We are who we are, and we want what we want, and there’s no question of what has to happen. The only difference between you and the rest of the population is that you reached that point, and most people will never reach it.”
“The joker. He never had a worry in the world. Happy, because he didn’t want to be unhappy. He was charmed.”
while money may pay off the consequences, it still didn’t prevent some kinds of pain.
“If you didn’t know what was going on, then you didn’t have to deal with it.”
The appearance of control was just as powerful. Make a decision and act like that was the plan all along.
“I just know how to get back up.” “That’s half the battle.”
The diseased mind only sees its own intentions, and everything they did and everything we did justified the end. The path to who we want to be is winding, at best. Everything was justified because we were all the victims in our story.
I could be angry with her but no one else could.
“The role of the villain is only determined by who’s telling the story.”
A battle between how I always saw the world, and how I craved to see the world instead.
She was taking something far more complicated and whittling it down to fit her own shallow perceptions of the world, so she could understand something she was determined not to ever comprehend.
She didn’t owe me her heart just because I wanted it.
This is how it started, and this is how it continues.”
