A place with no handholds, no landmarks, no past at all:That would have been too much like dying

How could I be sleeping with this particular man.... Surely only true love could justify my lack of taste.

I planned my death carefully, unlike my life, which meandered along from one thing to another, despite my feeble attempts to control it.

And I went into the new year loving myself a little less, but a little more where it actually mattered.

I stepped forward as commanded, wondering which of the many rules I had broken now.

Hope is a good breakfast but it is a bad supper.

It takes a lot to scare me.

I got to try things that I might've been uncomfortable doing if I had been in a larger setting with a studio and producers looking at me.

I learned more complex ways to manipulate the manipulators, to bring attention to issues about which I felt passionate.

Never tempt fate. It plays for keeps.

My religion encompasses all religions. I believe in God, I believe in the universe. I believe you are god, I believe I am god; I believe the earth is god and the universe is god. We're all god.

If a man does away with his traditional way of living and throws away his good customs, he had better first make certain that he has something of value to replace them.

...human beings are a species splendid in their array of moral equipment, tragic in their propensity to misuse it, and pathetic in their ignorance of the misuse.