You want to give me chocolate and flowers? That would be great. I love them both. I just don't want them out of guilt, and I don't want them if you're not going to give them to all the people who helped mother our children.

When hope is not pinned wriggling onto a shiny image or expectation, it sometimes floats forth and opens.

I've given guys blow jobs just because I've run out of things to talk about.' Oh, Rae. Who hasn't

The solution is always spiritual, and it almost never has anything to do with the problem ... laughter is carbonated holiness.

You are going to love some of your characters because they are you or some facet of you, and you are going to hate some of your characters for the same reason.

It is hard to remember that you are a cherished spiritual being when you're burping up apple fritters and Cheetos.

Trying to reason with an addict was like trying to blow out a lightbulb.