What keeps me interested--and it always does--is how can she be a bad actress on film but a good one in reality?

It's the rare book that's able to transport you in a way that a movie does.

What else is there to do in college except drink beer or slit one's wrists?

I felt lethal, on the verge of frenzy. My nightly bloodlust overflowed into my days and I had to leave the city. My mask of sanity was a victim of impending slippage. This was the bone season for me and I needed a vacation.

Baby, when you were young and your heart was an open book, you used to say live and let live. You know you did, you know you did, you know you did.

I want to take you away from this," I say, motioning around the kitchen, spastic. "From sushi and elves and... STUFF.

No one is drawn to writing about being happy or feelings of joy.