God same me from my friends I can protect myself from my enemies.

To be poor, ugly and, moreover, intelligent condemns one in our society to a dark and disillusioned life...to beauty all is forgiven.

When compared side by side, my days can barely be distinguished from one another. The only difference is what I do after work and with whom I do it.

Never ignore the feelings that don't seem to make sense.

I do have a girl that sets the moon and stars.

Our souls, shame-wounded by our sins, cling to us yet more, a woman to her lover clinging, the more the more.

I've kind of realized life is meant to be tough and everybody is in psychic and spiritual discomfort of some sort and has a burden to carry. I've realized I'm not special.

We are not always even what we are most.

I just signed to do my next book with Ecco Press, a new primer or encyclopedia. This will be my take on what classic Italian cooking is.

I like to make collages - paper collages.

The American people are slow to wrath, but when their wrath is once kindled it burns like a consuming flame.