Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.

Some people talk in their sleep. Lecturers talk while other people sleep.

I've had some people tell me they're glad I'm a normal girl. Of course I'm a normal girl!

Remembrance of things past is just for the rich. For the poor it only marks the faint traces on the path to death.

You see, a person of my acquaintance used to divide people into three categories: those who would prefer to have nothing to hide than have to lie, those who would rather lie than have nothing to hide, and finally those who love both lies and secrets.

Rebellion cannot exist without the feeling that somewhere, in some way, you are justified.