The things he did on purpose were usually no different from the mistakes he made by accident.

-- and it occurred to me that people who don't talk about themselves are limiting their own potential. They think they're guarding themselves for some sort of abstract dange, but they're actually allowing other people to decide who they are and what they're like.

Maybe it takes forty years of your life to understand how the world seems to work.

When I think about the future, I'm not necessarily arguing it's going to be better or worse. I'm just saying it's going to be different.

We are often wrong about the past, but at least with the past you can change your thinking. We can't do that with the future.

My mind and gut are never simpatico: Every time I think somebody likes me, she doesn't; every time I think somebody doesn't like me, she does. This has never changed and I'm certain it never will.

And I spilled gravy on my Carolina sweater, because I am alive.