We pushed to the edge of recklessness, yet I felt safe.

I leapt eagerly into books. The characters’ lives were so much more interesting than the lonely heartbeat of my own.

But wasn't there some sort of rule that said parents had to be smarter than their kids? It didn't seem fair.

I stared at the enormous homes, the landscaping and flower beds immaculate. It was as if dollar bills, instead of leaves, hung from the trees.

They got everything money can buy, their bank accounts are fat, but they ain't happy. They ain't ever gonna be happy. You know why? They soul broke. And money can't fix that, no sir.

They have a baby grand piano, but no one in the family plays. They have shelves of books they've never read, and the tension between the couples was so thick it nearly choked us.

Light fell, and so did my confidence.

We sat and drank in silence. It was something I appreciated about Jesse. He didn't feel the need to fill every moment with talk or some sort of silly exchange.

He wrapped his arms around me and planted a kiss straight on my lips, hard and long. It felt like I was watching the kiss instead of being inside of it.

And she didn't judge nobody. She loved everyone equal- accountants, queers, musicians, she welcomed us all, said we were all idiots just the same.

The only reason I'd lift my skirt is to pull a pistol and plug you in the head.

‎And yet I have had the weakness, and have still the weakness, to wish you to know with what a sudden mastery you kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire.

Hope is the anchor of the soul the stimulus to action and the incentive to achievement.

Clearly romantic comedy is my franchise genre, I don't mind saying that, it's true. I love doing them and hopefully always will do them.

I don't like to watch myself. For the most part, I find it weird. It depresses me; I'm very critical.

I make no special difference between architecture and design, they are two different stages of invention.

For some reason,we keep forgetting some of our experience. We look back but don't bring the value forward. We bring the anger, the upset. We bring the fear.

All these years there had been a Tupperware container of bad language in her head, and now she opened it and all those crisp, crunchy words were fresh and lovely, ready to be used.

Heaven's help is better than early rising.

Young people get very excited when they hear why they are Americans. It is not hard to do.

We all become what we pretend to be.