I thought of the words of the Renaissance philosopher Michel de Montaigne. "If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.

Like true philosophers I've come to believe that religion is an illusion of childhood, outgrown after proper education.

People loved you in the way they knew how - and often it was not the way you knew. Or needed.

He needed fresh air and sunshine. A walk in the woods and afterward a good book to read by the fire. Yeah, that was the life.

Cops before breakfast.Before coffee even. As if Mondays weren't bad enough.

If there was one life skill everyone on the planet needed, it was the ability to think with critical objectivity

Rachel delivered it like an official pronouncement. Like she was one of the fairies gifting Sleeping Beauty's christening: Beauty. Intelligence. Heterosexual.

To find them all in one package...well, perhaps better not to dwell on his package in my fragile state.

The only thing worse than opera is someone who hums along with opera.

I don't know if real courage lies in storming barricades or simply not denying the truth.

All cynics are disappointed idealists. The more stars in the eyes, the harder the fall.

Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.

The only way we’ll ever know what it’s like to be you is if you work your best at being you as often as you can, and keep reminding yourself: That’s where home is.

There's this whole assumption that girls like bad boys, but I have to disagree; I think 'nice' will go a long way.

Sloth, if it has prevented many crimes, has also smothered many virtues.

You don't have to believe in Feng Shui for it to work. I just know it brings me money.

Books are like tweets, except longer.

If slaughterhouses had glass walls, everyone would be vegetarian. We feel better about ourselves and better about the animals, knowing we're not contributing to their pain.

Living in London is like being on a luxury cruise liner.

That macho protective bullshit is just some asshat man pissing on his territory so the other dogs will stay away.

Art at its greatest is fantastically deceitful and complex.