Juliana Costa

“Daquela janela, aberta sobre as serras, entrevia uma outra vida, que não anda somente cheia do Homem e do tumulto da sua obra. E senti o meu amigo suspirar como quem enfim descansa.”
― Eça de Queirós, A Cidade e as Serras

“I can’t function here anymore. I mean in life: I can’t function in this life. I’m no better off than when I was in bed last night, with one difference: when I was in my own bed—or my mom’s—I could do something about it; now that I’m here I can’t do anything. I can’t ride my bike to the Brooklyn Bridge; I can’t take a whole bunch of pills and go for the good sleep; the only thing I can do is crush my head in the toilet seat, and I still don’t even know if that would work. They take away your options and all you can do is live, and it’s just like Humble said: I’m not afraid of dying; I’m afraid of living. I was afraid before, but I’m afraid even more now that I’m a public joke. The teachers are going to hear from the students. They’ll think I’m trying to make an excuse for bad work.”
― Ned Vizzini, It's Kind of a Funny Story

“I wasn’t gifted. Mom was wrong. I was just smart and I worked hard. I had fooled myself into thinking that was something important to the rest of the world. Other people were complicit in this ruse. Nobody had told me I was common.”
― Ned Vizzini, It's Kind of a Funny Story

“I'm not afraid of dying, I'm afraid of living.”
― Ned Vizzini, It's Kind of a Funny Story