The handwriting was a girl’s. I mean, you can tell. That enchanted cursive.

I wanted to talk to someone. But who? It’s moments like this, when you need someone the most, that your world seems smallest.

Well sure, who doesn't need a boyfriend? but realistically, those exotic creatures are hard to come by. At least a quality one.

I deciced if I were ever to get into booze and women, my line would be, 'Excuse me, madam, but I would really love to bed and muss you. . . . Are you perchance free this evening?

All this hoping for nothing-or someone-that's maybe hopeless

Can we try to be wise with each other for a very long time?

Somewhere between a friend and acquaintance—a frequaintance, as it were.

You should never wish for wishful thinking.

Because I withered under the glare of an actual invitation, I was a firm believer in preventive prevarication--in other words, lying early in order to free myself later on.

It's hard to show you that I tried unless you end up succeeding.

Slowly, deliberately, the dog turned from the black wolf and walked toward the man. He was a dog, and dogs chose men.

All of us should banish hateful communications and practice civility for differences of opinion.

Happiness always returns to port . . .

Competition has been shown to be useful up to a certain point and no further, but cooperation, which is the thing we must strive for today, begins where competition leaves off.

Hatred is the atmosphere of hell.

I'm particularly inspired by pristine locations. I enjoy working in areas where one can travel for miles without seeing any human influence.

You've got to tell a story, paint a vision, know your metrics and sell, sell, sell.

To set the mind above the appetites is the end of abstinence, which one of the Fathers observes to be not a virtue, but the groundwork of virtue.

Most men, after a little freedom, have preferred authority with the consoling assurances and the economy of effort it brings.