Sunday night, I reread The Catcher in the Rye until I felt tired enough to fall asleep. Only I never got tired enough. And I couldn't read, because reading didn't feel the same.

I have been bent and broken, but - I hope - into a better shape.

Mortals. I envy you. You think you can change things. Stop the universe. Undo what was done long before you came along. You are such beautiful creatures.

The right thing and the easy thing are never the same.

Knowing you don't have much time left changes things. You get kind of philosophical. And you figure things out-more like, they figure themselves out-and everything gets real clear.

There are no coincidences.

Because saving the people you love isn't stupid. It isn't even a choice

Who can judge the judge?

I'll love you until the day after forever.

It almost felt like she was sucking it all out of me, like she sucked on that sticky red lollipop, the one she kept licking as she drove.

the whole way down, I was only thinking one thing . . . L E N A

The English, by and large, being a crass and indolent race, were not as keen on burning women as other countries in Europe.

Representations that do not make sense are the best Trade Marks

Everything human beings can imagine has been thrown at injustice, and injustice just absorbs it, and enlarges.

Today I found an old friend. –Ed Burns via Purple Violets

As far as dude running the ball, or running with the ball, and somebody hit you helmet to helmet, I think you got an opportunity to go down. You got an opportunity to slide.

I was planning on starting a new file on my computer with the title "Phrases That Sound One Way to Witches but Mean Something Else to Vampires.

Books are sepulchres of thought.

To listen is to lean in, softly, with a willingness to be changed by what we hear.

Apart from if Playboy come calling.

I'll tell you what I love. Sending back bottles of wine that aren't right in restaurants in France! Whoa! I love the French, but I do find their wine snobbery something unbearable.