There is an empty space next to you in the backseat of the station wagon. Make it the shape of everything you need. Now say hello.

If you love me, Henry, you don’t love me in a way I understand.

This is where the evening splits in half, Henry, love or death. Grab an end, pull hard, and make a wish.

Here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed.

I know history. There are many names in historybut none of them are ours.

Here is the cake, and here is the fork, and here's the desire to put it inside us, and then the question behind every question: What happens next?

Dear Forgiveness, you know that recentlywe have had our difficulties and there are many thingsI want to ask you.

We clutch our bellies and roll on the floor...When I say this, it should mean laughter, not poison.

Making hard decisions in life to accomplish the dreams, It requires a gut from within.

There are only three possible endings —aren't there? — to any story: revenge, tragedy or forgiveness. That’s it. All stories end like that.

Preservations are working to save neon signs for future generations, either on-site or in museums. After all, what would America be without a few giant doughnuts around.

No one knows what he can do until he tries.

I don’t want any of the things that I fear to happen, but this I know, if they do, my God will take care of me.

I would borrow my mom's red Borghese lipstick and smear it on like a clown!

My fans are the only people who will be with me forever, all else comes and goes.

Good evening, daddy! Ain't you heard The boogie-woogie rumble Of a dream deferred? Trilling the treble And twining the bass Into midnight ruffles Of cat-gut lace.

My whole strength lies in prayer and sacrifice, these are my invincible arms; they can move hearts far better than words, I know it by experience.

To be happy is to be able to become aware of oneself without fright.