He said, "People wait their whole lives for the kind of happiness we have.

I guess love is the real suspension of disbelief.

It's perfectly natural to doubt your judgment about doubting your judgment.

It scares me. But then I get this big feeling, simple but exalted: He's like me, just with different details.

Everywhere you go, you see women more beautiful than yourself. You imagine him being attracted to them. You're drinking gasoline to stay warm.

Basically, all anyone has to do is ask me for fun details or tell me to be creative, and my mind turns to mud. I am instantly the most boring person you've ever met.

You have to shrink yourself to fit into this little life with him.

I feel in some ways I've had a difficult life. And it makes me the kind of writer I am, in what I value, what I respect, what I hold dear.

The only relationships I haven't wrecked right away were the ones that wrecked me later.

She seems sort of lost.' I thought, Lost how? How am I lost? Suddenly I felt lost.

I hate weddings,' she says. 'They make me feel so unmarried. Actually, even brushing my teeth makes me feel unmarried.

Dangers by being despised grow great.

If art is any good, it has so much of a longer trajectory than one night. Contemporary art is separate from art openings. In the end, it depends on the strength of ideas in each piece.

When you are offended at any man's fault, turn to yourself and study your own failings. Then you will forget your anger.

Music is the space between the notes.

No poems can please long or live that are written by water drinkers.

To go through life without love is to travel through the world in a carriage with closed windows.

I get my most creative energy after a show, so I love to go back to the hotel and compose new material. I generally do it in a rush. I have to get it out, otherwise I can't sleep.

I did feel very sexy and desirable. Those prisoners looked at me like no man ever did. I don't care how many people they killed.

God answers prayer on the ground of Redemption and on no other ground.

Every experience is a paradox in that it means to be absolute, and yet is relative; in that it somehow always goes beyond itself and yet never escapes itself.