Harriet van Horne He makes love to me expertly, mechanically, coldly... He's pressing all my buttons, as if I were a pocket calculator.

We've lost more men to homosexuality than we ever did in two world wars.

Jealousy is all the fun you think they had.

All authors know that any book is a casting of runes, a reading of cards, a map of the palm and heart. We make up the ocean - then fall in. But we also write the life raft.

Anybody who instantly goes from being a poet and a graduate student to being a public figure has to be in a state of shock. First people want to praise you, and then they want to attack you. No one can prepare you for it.

All people believe their suffering is greater than others.

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