But Rowdy still respected my cartoons. And so maybe he still respected me a little bit.

There are all kinds of addicts, I guess. We all have pain. And we all look for ways to make the pain go away.

And I couldn't make fun of her for that dream. It was my dream, too. And Indian boys weren't supposed to dream like that. And white girls from small towns weren't supposed to dream big, either.

I want to leave as soon as I can. I think I was born with a suitcase.