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

You could love your crazy people, even admire them, instead of resenting that they're not self-sufficient.

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

Like kids who only ever get socks for Christmas, but still believe with all their hearts in Santa.

There are some who'd hardly lift a finger for kindness, but they would haul up a load of rock to dump on some soul they think's been too lucky.

Food is the rare moral arena in which the ethical choice is generally the one more likely to make you groan with pleasure.

I learned to produce whether I wanted to or not. It would be easy to say oh, I have writer's block, oh, I have to wait for my muse. I don't. Chain that muse to your desk and get the job done.