I like having my own story remain my story.

You're a writer. Make it up.

She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. He mouth was cold, her lips rough from the winter wind, and if the mystics are right and we are doomed to repeat our squalid lives ad infinitum, at least I will always return to that kiss

'Breaking Bad.' Because it's the best American narrative fiction of the last ten years.

I was like a well trained pianist who knows which note to hit, but can't make the music his own.

Everyone knew this was the episode that was going to make or break the season.

You don't like the girl. You don't know what color eyes she has, you don't like her.