In a cement park across the street is this giant sculpture. It is a giant umbrella frame lying on its side. It's green. Stand under it, during a rainstorm, you'll still get wet - that's why it's art.

I left this conversation hours ago, but somehow my mouth is still moving, words are still forming, and none have seemed to offend. Amazing, the mind. My mind, I mean. Not hers.

He loves to hide, but only if you take the time to find him. And while I suspect that's true for most people, only a retard or a kid would admit it.

Who's calling?""Don't insult me like that, " the voice says.I stop. Was I just insulting?

Wait a minute, I'm thinking, was this another one of those conversations where what is meant and what is being said are not the same thing?

Gilbert?"Some days I hate all those who know my name.

I never want to regret. 'Regret' is the ugliest word.

How can you kill a man who'd already been dead for years?

These eggs are broken. Cracked.""Yes, ma'am. That happens sometimes.""Does it?""Yes, it's the unfortunate part of being an egg.

The more Christian you are in this town, the more makeup you wear. I've always thought that it's because if you were to die suddenly, you'd look better for God.

I was seven when he hung himself, and I don't remember all that much, and anything I did remember, I've managed to forget.

He was willing to pay her to hang around his house and paint Piper's fingernails? It sounded as easy as Britney Spears.

I've always been drawn to people with problems. Not just physical problems, but mental problems too. Like depressed people or killers, all that stuff.

What I remember about being painted was a very severe atmosphere. I remember her intensity and sharp glance.

To master the pride of defiant selfhood, that in truth is the highest bliss.

Why writers write I do not know. As well ask why a hen lays an egg or why a cow stands patiently while an underprivileged farmer burglarizes her.

I don't like directors that just say, Stand there and now do this.

I wanted to believe anything so that I wouldn’t have to face the future alone. The problem with wanting is that it makes us weak.

I've always been clever enough to surround myself with the best in whatever field I'm working in... Good people make you look good.

If you criticize a fine genius, the odds are that you are out of your reckoning, and, instead of the poet, are censuring your owncaricature of him.

Long-haired Chihuahuas have no notion they are bite-sized.