The gods you do not pay are the ones that can curse you best.

Sadness is more or less like a head cold - with patience, it passes. Depression is like cancer.

There were two things about Mama. One is she always expected the best out of me. And the other is that then no matter what I did, whatever I came home with, she acted like it was the moon I had just hung up in the sky and plugged in all the stars. Like I was that good.

No reporter worth his buttons will let the facts intrude on a good story.

Perhaps growing up meant we put our knives away and feigned ignorance of the damage.

It's the one thing we never quite get over: that we contain our own future.

We're animals. We're born like every other mammal and we live our whole lives around disguised animal thoughts.