I admire Bruce Springsteen because he's a heroic person who has lots of integrity and has this incredible body of work that is so vital.

That is all I want in life: for this pain to seem purposeful.

I start to get the feeling that something is really wrong.

Everything's plastic, we're all going to die sooner or later, so what does it matter.

Depression is about as close as you get to somewhere between dead and alive, and it's the worst.

...occasionally I wished I could walk through a picture window and have the sharp, broken shards slash me to ribbons so I would finally look like I felt.

homesickness is just a state of mind for me. i'm always missing someone or someplace or something, i'm always trying to get back to some imaginary somewhere. my life has been one long longing.

Insanity is knowing that what you're doing is completely idiotic, but still, somehow, you just can't stop it.

The voices in my head, which I used to think were just passing through, seem to have taken up residence.

In life, single women are the most vulnerable adults. In movies, they are given imaginary power.

It's like Samson and Delilah: watch your back, because trouble could be the person you're sleeping with.

Beauty lies in the eye.

Character is one factor that will guide all our actions and decisions. We invested in uncompromising integrity that helped us take difficult stands in some of the most difficult business situations.

The idea that there could be other universes out there is really one that stretches the mind in a great way.

I have a lucky perfume. I love beautiful smells, but I save one of my favorite perfumes to wear only when I feel like I need some extra luck.

Love can never explain the loved one, my dear. It is the essence of wild unreason.

I was in Yorkshire. We were a family of five and I used to be sent sometimes to get the rations for the week and was easily able to carry them back. It was like one egg and a tiny bit of tea.

What does it mean to regret when you have no choice?

The garden of Eden was a boggy swamp just south of Croydon. You can see it over there.

The honest work of yesterday has lost its social status, its social esteem.

But whatever you've been today is already over.