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A person’s relationship with food is one of their most important relationships. I don’t think your relationship with your parents is that important. Some people never know their parents. I don’t think your relationships with your friends are important. But your relationship with air—that’s key. You can’t break up with air. You’re kind of stuck together. Only slightly less crucial is water. And then food. You can’t be dropping food to hang with someone else. You need to strike up an agreement with it.
I love her and I tell her these days, although every time I say it, it gets a little diluted. I think you run out of I love yous.
My parents are always looking into new ways to fix me. They’ve tried acupuncture, yoga, cognitive therapy, relaxation tapes, various kinds of forced exercise (until I found my bike), self-help books, Tae Bo, and feng shui in my room. They’ve spent a lot of money on me. I’m ashamed.
“Craig?” Aaron was like. “What’s up.” “What’s up with you? You okay?” “I’m happy,” I said. “Why not?” “No, I said I’m happy.” “I know. Why not be?”
The stuff adults tell you not to do is the easiest.
but I found myself jealous of the people who wrote the books. They were dead and they were still taking up my time. Who did they think they were?
Family relationships are so complex I don't even know how to tackle them, can't even fathom it. The OC has been an incredible show up until now, I'm trying to like the Kindle, but I'm struggling with enjoying it as much as I would a conventional book. Should I cut my hair? Does aesthetic and how you present yourself count as personality, or is it only how you talk…?
I enjoy using this feature as a diary, kinda swell.
Who hasn’t thought about killing themselves, as a kid? How can you grow up in this world and not think about it? It’s an option taken by a lot of successful people: Ernest Hemingway, Socrates, Jesus.
“How did you fix it?” I begged. He tilted the side of his mouth up. “Same way you will. On my own.”
There’s so much more for me to be doing. I should be a success and I’m not and other people—younger people—are. Younger people than me are on TV and getting paid and winning scholarships and getting their lives in order. I’m still a nobody. When am I going to not be a nobody?
it’s one of these psychology books that people everywhere buy to get through break-ups.
How could I ask for “horse” with a straight face? And, if I were doing heroin, then I’d be a depressed teenager on heroin.
Some people here who treat you like they have no respect for you as a human being, which I take personal offense to, and just because I went to my doctor and told him, ‘I’m not afraid of dying; I’m only afraid of living, and I want to put a bayonet through my stomach,’ that doesn’t mean I’m afraid of any of you.”
Here in the real world, all equals are created animal, but some are more animal than others.
BEWARE OF PENIS
“Life is not cured, Mr. Gilner.” Dr. Mahmoud leans in. “Life is managed.”
“Relationships change even more than people. It’s like two people changing. It’s exponentially more volatile. Especially two teenagers.”
Where are you supposed to put your arms when you dance? It’s like the Universal Question. I guess you’re supposed to put them around someone.
and he shakes my hand in that way that people do in here to remind themselves that you’re the patient and they’re the doctor/ volunteer/employee. They like you, and they genuinely want you to do better, but when they shake your hand you feel that distance, that slight disconnect because they know that you’re still broken somewhere, that you might snap at any moment.
“She’s pretty.” (It’s amazing how girls can say this and make it the most withering insult.)
“Everybody has problems. Some people just hide their crap better than others.
I don’t owe people anything, and I don’t have to talk to them any more than I feel I need to.
everything in my life is all in my brain, really, so it would be natural that when my brain was screwed up, everything in my life would be.
My brain doesn’t want to think anymore; all of a sudden it wants to do. Run. Eat. Drink. Eat more. Don’t throw up. Instead, take a piss. Then take a crap. Wipe your butt. Make a phone call. Open a door. Ride your bike. Ride in a car. Ride in a subway. Talk. Talk to people. Read. Read maps. Make maps. Make art. Talk about your art. Sell your art. Take a test. Get into a school. Celebrate. Have a party. Write a thank-you note to someone. Hug your mom. Kiss your dad. Kiss your little sister. Make out with Noelle. Make out with her more. Touch her. Hold her hand. Take her out somewhere. Meet her
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