Truth is worse than soap in the eyes.

You really are a chameleon, aren't you? Fitting in wherever you go."Aren't we all?" she said...

The kitchen of the Big House was always one of my favorite places. Airy and sunny. No modern cabinets or anything like that. Just a room full of windows, set into wise, worn walls.

The kitchen door, painted red from the day Naomi moved in, and a geranium, also red, outside on the stoop, gave the whole area a feeling of whimsy.

You'll be just fine, " he said. "Listen to your heart and mind together, that's the trick. Not one or the other, both.

You're a girl on fire. And it seems to me, you been dousing those flames for years. Let yourself burn a little.

There's a great deal of power in pretending.

Pain is like a map, I guess. But I found my shortcut on my "map of the heart." Shortcuts always take longer, don't they?

Too much work, I guess, to figure out each person as a whole instead of parts of this and parts of that.

I'd forgotten so many important things. I'd stolen away my own past. It made me feel like a coward.

When a man begins to understand himself he begins to live.

War will never cease until babies begin to come into the world with larger cerebrums and smaller adrenal glands.

Only an extraordinary person can turn opportunity into reality.

I've found nothing but support and generosity from older comics. I think comedians are a lot nicer than the stigma is, at least from my experience.

Sometimes luck is with you, and sometimes not, but the important thing is to take the dare. Those who climb mountains or raft rivers understand this.

To start from the self and try to understand all things is delusion. To let the self be awakened by all things is enlightenment.

In a house without a genuine kitchen, one of the delights of growing up is lost.

Democracy must be conceived as a process, not a goal.

God is love, the bishops tell. Yes, I know, But love is hell.

I'm the foe of moderation, the champion of excess. If I may lift a line from a die-hard whose identity is lost in the shuffle, 'I'd rather be strongly wrong than weakly right.'