“Weird is good, strange is bad.”

Characters, Ch. 1 : Thoughts About People
Sketches by Boz (1836-1837)
Context: It is strange with how little notice, good, bad, or indifferent, a man may live and die in London. He awakens no sympathy in the breast of any single person; his existence is a matter of interest to no one save himself; he cannot be said to be forgotten when he dies, for no one remembered him when he was alive. There is a numerous class of people in this great metropolis who seem not to possess a single friend, and whom nobody appears to care for. Urged by imperative necessity in the first instance, they have resorted to London in search of employment, and the means of subsistence. It is hard, we know, to break the ties which bind us to our homes and friends, and harder still to efface the thousand recollections of happy days and old times, which have been slumbering in our bosoms for years, and only rush upon the mind, to bring before it associations connected with the friends we have left, the scenes we have beheld too probably for the last time, and the hopes we once cherished, but may entertain no more. These men, however, happily for themselves, have long forgotten such thoughts. Old country friends have died or emigrated; former correspondents have become lost, like themselves, in the crowd and turmoil of some busy city; and they have gradually settled down into mere passive creatures of habit and endurance.

Variant: I'm not crazy. My reality is just different than yours.

Shero prior to the 1976 Flyers-Red Army game
This Was Détente, Philly Style, Sports Illustrated, Mulvoy, Mark, 1976-01-19, 2014-02-19 http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/vault/article/magazine/MAG1090656/index.htm,

Source: Playing with Fire

Source: Fruits Basket, Vol. 16

Amber Benson - Interview at Madame Tussaud's - 10 December, 2003

Source: Blue Moon

“They hatch bad luck.”
Source: Orphans of Chaos (2005), Chapter 5, “To Walk with Owls” Section 3 (p. 86)