I'm really grateful that I could write. But I don't even mind it going on around me.
Mothers are great. They outlast everything. But when they're bad, they're the worst thing that can happen.
He doesn't move his face when he talks. His eyes are like shark eyes. Dead.
My life is like a lone, forgotten Q-Tip in the second-to-last drawer.
Good anecdote--bad reality.
[When Harry Met Sally] was fine, but it was a job. And I did it right after The 'Burbs.