you are on the freeway threading through traffic now, moving both towards something and towards nothing at all as you punch the radio on and get Mozart, which is something, and you will somehow get through the slow days and the busy days and the dull days and the hateful days and the rare days, all both so delightful and so disappointing because we are all so alike and so different.

I went to the bathroom and threw some water on my face, combed my hair. If I could only comb that face, I thought, but I can't.

I have been treated better than I should have been---not by life in general nor by the machinery of things but by women.

of one hundred movies there's one that is fair, one that's good and ninety eight that are very bad. most movies start badly and steadily get worse

eleven months. now she's gone gone as they go.

Wherever the crowd goes run in the other direction. They're always wrong.

I knew I was strong, and maybe like they said, "crazy." But I had this feeling inside of me that something real was there.