“I’ll even let Heath help out,” he really
sounded like a pompous butt.

You’ll let me help out?” Heath snapped. “Your mom will let me
help out.”

“Unwilling friend, let not your spite abate;
Help me with scorn, and strengthen me with hate.”

“[Blogging] helps me to get out my feelings, get out my emotions. [When I started] I was mainly writing for my own sake. It really helped me articulate what I think, to get my thoughts out. I like to get feedback sometimes—although there’s a lot of hate, there’s always good advice. I found it really helpful for myself. Writing always helps.”

“Condemn none: if you can stretch out a helping hand, do so. If you cannot, fold your hands, bless your brothers, and let them go their own way.”

“As I examine my life through this book, I can't help but wonder if my mother was right. Maybe I really was what I ate. And maybe if she'd let me eat a little more sugar, I'd have come out sweeter.”

“Let me light my lamp", says the star, "And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness”

“Help me, I can’t breathe, your ego is pushing all the air out of the room.”

“It is kind of hard to hold a lot in. But for me… it’s sometimes even harder to let it out.”

“I play out my role, I've even been out walking -
They tell me that it helps, but I know when I'm beaten…”

“Help me to withstand your beauty as it stands out of reach. Give me the capacity to forget ever having felt your touch.”