The aphorism: a platitude that swerves, or slides all the way around.

Pain narrows consciousness; pleasure blurs it.

When Medusa looks in the mirror, she sees the Lady of Sorrows.

My passions have never jumped out of the fireplace and set fire to the carpet.

Retirement requires the invention of a new hedonism, not a return to the hedonism of youth

The sewing machine joins what the scissors have cut asunder, plus whatever else comes in its path.

Clothes make a statement. Costumes tell a story.

The laughter of the aphorism is sometimes triumphant, but seldom carefree.

'Be faithful to your roots' is the liberal version of 'Stay in your ghetto.'

Every day begins with an act of courage and hope: getting out of bed.

Totem poles and wooden masks no longer suggest tribal villages but fashionable drawing rooms in New York and Paris.

Marriage was not the combination of two entities into one

From key signature to coda, from downbeat to the sound of life's final fermata, our pasts set the tone for all that was, that is, and that ever would be.

To have our needs met, to love, to be loved, to feel safe in this world and to each know our purpose, is a simple matter of creating those blessings for others.

Flaubert had infinite correction to perform.

Home is wherever I am. People make too big a deal about where you live. I try to be grounded in myself. Home is another way of saying 'a place where you keep all your stuff'.

Baseball is more than a game to me, it's a religion.

Some believe strongly that each Christian may have his own guardian angel assigned to watch over him or her.

Two people could look at the same flowers and feel differently about them. Why not? I'm not making ads. I couldn't care less.

It is odd how one can feel like someone else early in the morning - bigger, cleaner, so much more alive.

It is your restlessness that causes chaos.