My mood has changed now. And the sun has gone behind the clouds. I'm in this mood I feel occasionally... this mood where there's a very good friend nearby who I should be phoning. If only I could reach that friend and talk, then everything would be just fine. The dilemma is, of course, I just don't know who that friend is. But in my heart I know my mood is merely me feeling disconnected from my true inner self.

Q: If you could be an animal, what kind of animal would you be? A: You already are an animal.

Beyond a certain age, sincerity ceases to feel pornographic.

Give parents the tiniest of confidences and they'll use them as crowbars to jimmy you open and rearrange your life with no perspective.

Sometimes you accidentally input an extra digit into the year: i.e, 19993 and you add 18,000 years on to *now*, and you realize that the year 19993 will one day exist and that time is a scary thing, indeed.

All families are psychotic. Everybody has basically the same family - it's just reconfigured slightly different from one to the next.

It is indeed a mistake to confuse children with angels