There is a rhythm to the ending of a marriage just like the rhythm of a courtship-only backward. You try to start again but get into blaming over and over. Finally you are both worn out, exhausted, hopeless. Then lawyers are called in to pick clean the corpses. The death has occurred much earlier.

The trick is not how much pain you feel - but how much joy you feel

Surviving means being born over and over.

Most sex doesn't really bring people together. You have to reach a certain level of connection, I think, and that's pretty rare.

The future is merely a shadow which blocks out the joys of the present and emphasizes the miseries of the past.

Life has no plot. It is by far more interesting than anything you can say about it.

I think professionalism is important, and professionalism means you get paid.