He doesn't move his face when he talks. His eyes are like shark eyes. Dead.

I went to a doctor and told him I felt normal on acid, that I was a light bulb in a world of moths. That is what the manic state is like.

Running for office is the least aerobic of the socially interactive sports.

I rarely cry. I save my feelings up inside me like I have something more specific in mind for them. I am waiting for the exact perfect situationand then BOOM! I'll explode in a light show of feeling and emotion - a pinata stuffed with tender nuances and pent-up passions

We live in America,' he said. 'Everyone who speaks English understands you. How they interpret you is something else.

There are very few women from my mother's generation who worked like that, who just kept a career going all her life and raised children and had horrible relationships and lost all her money and got it back again.

I have a girlfriend who talks like that all the time. Who constantly complain about their periods and plumbing and stuff.