Not to sound like a jerk, but Jane isn't really my type. Her hair's kinda disastrously curly and she mostly hangs out with guys. My type's a little girlier. And honestly, I don't even like my type of girl that much, let alone other types. Not that I'm asexual or something - I just find Romance Drama unbearable.

If she spoke, she would tell him the truth: she was not okay at all, but horribly empty, now that she knew what it was like to be filled.

It is suicide to be abroad. But what it is to be at home, ... what it is to be at home? A lingering dissolution.

I can't go on, I'll go on.

Your mother won a special reward, she told me, because everyone had a head in her pictures. We all applauded.

Rogerson, I asked him sweetly as we sat watching a video in the pool house, where would I find the pelagic zone?In the open sea, he said. Now shut up and eat your Junior Mints.

I'd heard of Evergreen Care Center before. Cass and I had always made fun of the stupid ads they ran on TV, featuring some dragged-out woman with a limp perm and big, painted-on circles under her eyes, downing vodka and sobbing uncontrollably. We can't heal you at Evergreen, the very somber voiceover said. But we can help you to heal yourself. It had become our own running joke, applicable to almost anything. Hey Cass, I'd say, hand me that toothpaste. Caitlin, she'd say, her voice dark and serious. I can't hand you the toothpaste. But I CAN help you hand the toothpaste to yourself.

It took me years to figure out that upset was upset, and tumultuousness was not the same thing as passion. Love isn't drama.

Once the egoism has gone (stopped), all the worldly —matter' of the body-complex [pudgal] are renounced! Where there is egoism, there is my-ness and where there is my-ness, there is a hidden egoism. When "Knowledge of the Self' is attained, egoism and my-ness goes away. Only the dramatic (discharge) "egoism' and —my-ness' will remain.

Dreams are like drama, they unfold the story on the stage.

Every one of us has been called to be an actor in the drama of life and everyone has a role to play as well.

The kind of individual that you see on the outside, is never the same person on the inside.

We all fight for money, some for power, but most of all for love. But me, I fight to become a champion.

A novel is a static thing that one moves through; a play is a dynamic thing that moves past one.

All the world's a stage and most of us are desperately unrehearsed.

Drama-what literature does at night.

The real object of the drama is the exhibition of human character.

True tragedy may be defined as a dramatic work in which the outward failure of the principal personage is compensated for by the dignity and greatness of his character.

Drama is life with the dull bits cut out.

My life has a superb cast but I can't figure out the plot.