Just because I left the nest a little early, doesn't mean I didn't make it...it just means I learned to fly a little faster than others.

I'm not proud of what I have done, but I am proud of who I am.

The hell of it is, I know the answer. The answer is that you never, ever, rely on another person for your peace of mind. If you do, you're screwed but good. Not right away, maybe, but sooner or later. You have to -- I don't know --you have to learn to live with yourself. You have to learn to turn back your own sheets and set a table for one without feeling pathetic. You have to be strong and confident and pleased with yourself and never give the slightest impression that you can't hack it without that certain goddamn someone. You have to fake the hell out of it.

To find yourself, think for yourself.

If the light's not in you, you're in the dark.

I'll walk where my own nature would be leading. It vexes me to choose another guide.