All those years on the psychiatrist's couch and suddenly the couch is moving. Good God, she is on that couch when the big one hits. Maidy didn't tell you, but you know what her doctor said? She sprang from the couch and said, "My God, was that an earthquake?" The doctor said this: "Did it feel like an earthquake to you?

In my head there's a broken balcony I fall off of when I speak.

I often feel the effects of people only after they leave me.

Wear your heart on the page, and people will read to find out how you solved being alive.

I'm not good at small talk; I'm not good at big talk; and medium talk just doesn't come up.

The worst of it is over now, and I can't say that I am glad. Lose that sense of loss--you have gone and lost something else.

For peace of mind, I will lie about any thing at any time.