Best 13 quotes of Lianne Oelke on MyQuotes

Her faith was a conscious decision, a hard earned achievement, constantly evolving to deal with her family's agnosticism and her own bisexuality. I wore my own faith like the shirt I fell asleep in because I was too lazy to change.

I am superhero! I am the Nihilist! My superpowers include logical detachment, emotional invincibility, and the ability to blend in anywhere. I work alone and am never compromised by romantic entanglements, and I don't have a costume because who the fuck cares?

I had never told Bonnie this, but I always respected her faith more than my own. Her faith was a conscious decision, a hard-earned achievement, constantly evolving to deal with her family's agnosticism and her own bisexuality. I wore my own faith like the shirt I fell asleep in because I was too lazy to change.

I miss my anger. It was so nice to hold on to, so warm and full of energy. But it is deflating and I'm deflating; I'm a balloon leaking air.

I'm not a particularly good daughter, but I sat through a month of therapy for my parents' sake. I'd like to think they got more out of it than I did. Couldn't have been too hard. Any system that requires the patient's family to pay someone else to care about her is fundamentally flawed.

I run for half an hour every day because I hate it. It never gets any easier. Each day I dread going outside or to the gym, and each day I try to talk myself out of it. But I always go. I hate running, and I’ve run each day since starting the show to prove that I am stronger than my apathy. That I am stronger than the girl who gave up on life.

It's easier to hate someone that it is to open to them.

Lucky people are the worst.

Once a kid discovers Santa isn't real, reminding her how much she used to love Santa isn't going to make her believe again.

Real fears are frightening because they could happen.

The past doesn't exist. It's just a story we tell ourselves. And stories change each time you tell them.

This is why I can't talk to parents. They think you can get friends in high school the way you get chips from a vending machine. Put in a little niceness, and some kid pops out ready to double-check your homework and paint your nails at a slumber party. Niceness is not a valid currency in high school.

Unfortunately, chivalry gets you nowhere in reality television.