Such is the demographic paradox of a junior physician's relationship with his patients: I worry about how to extend their lives. This anxiety inevitably shortens my own.

This is how most stories end in the hospital. Not with crash carts and sirens and electric shocks to the chest, but with an empty room, a crisp white bed, silence.

When I don't feel hurt, I hope they bury me.

You and I are all as much continuous with the physical universe as a wave is continuous with the ocean.

I like my thingshurried and haunted. Night teadarktime. Sacred geometry, secret geometrypetal-flame whisper: I am here, and you aren't.

Let Your Inhibitions Run Free

There seems to be a tremendous desire among many people now to know authors and how they work, to know what's autobiographical and what isn't.

When they tested Fatal Attraction, the audiences were so upset by her behavior, they literally demanded her blood.

There's only one story, the story of your life.

How is it possible to expect that mankind will take advice when they will not so much as take warning.

Yin and Yang control man's actions, and both extremes are a natural reaction.

Life is like walking along a crowded street--there always seem to be fewer obstacles to getting along on the opposite pavement--and yet, if one crosses over, matters are rarely mended.