Maybe one morning I’ll wake up and step outside of myself to look back at the old me lying dead among the sheets.
― Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger (via seabois)
There were no sex classes. No friendship classes. No classes on how to navigate a bureaucracy, build an organization, raise money, create a database, buy a house, love a child, spot a scam, talk someone out of suicide, or figure out what was important to me. Not knowing how to do these things is what messes people up in life, not whether they know algebra or can analyze literature.
I always find it more difficult to say the things I mean than the things I don’t.
― W. Somerset Maugham (The Painted Veil)