Misunderstanding is my cornerstone. It's everyone's, come to think of it. Illusions mistaken for truth are the pavement under our feet.

It's surprising how much memory is built around things unnoticed at the time.

The power is in the balance: we are our injuries, as much as we are our successes.

Few people know so clearly what they want. Most people can't even think what to hope for when they throw a penny in a fountain.

I personally am inclined to approach [housework] the way governments treat dissent: ignore it until it revolts.

Pure and unblemished souls must taste very bland, with an aftertaste of bitterness.

Close the door. Write with no one looking over your shoulder. Don't try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say. It's the one and only thing you have to offer.