through the rose glass window in their beautiful new home, you stare at the love you gave away.

I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other.

If your dream only includes you, it's too small.

When I'm old and gray, I want to have a house by the sea. And paint. With a lot of wonderful chums, good music, and booze around. And a damn good kitchen to cook in.

Be passionate and move forward with gusto every single hour of every single day until you reach your goal.

Women's liberation as a movement makes some valid points. But in the final analysis, it doesn't matter who wears the pants - as long as there's money in the pockets.

Figure out what you need to do to be the heroine of your own story.

If I had my life to live over again, I'd live it the same way. Maybe a few changes here or there, but nothing special. The truth is, honey, I've enjoyed my life. I've had a hell of a good time.

It’s a pity nobody believes in simple lust anymore.

I do everything for a reason. Most of the time the reason is money.

Although no one believes me, I have always been a country girl and still have a country girl's values

Yes. She’s correct. We’re not friends. We are lufenes actually. But she’s had an overdose of magic, which has seemingly rendered her empathetically impotent.

I’m glad to be eating the bread of freedom even if it does taste like sponge buttered with greasy salt.

When you are giving give with love and kindness.

For this was Christmas, which had always been a time of magic, to him and to all the world.

Anyone who thinks impressions of old movie actors is funny absolutely cannot be trusted. I think it's like a law of nature.

The future may be an enemy. Time can turn happy days and nights into nothing.

I would love for the world to be happier.

What I like about prose poems is that they seem to make people uncomfortable - people want to define them, justify them, attack them. Prose poems are natural fence-sitters.

Now, people have a hard time understanding how taxes work.

The mind is like a lake lashed into waves. Make the water of the lake clear and calm.