Silence is the bluntest of blunt instruments. It seems to hammer you into the ground. It drives you deeper and deeper into your own guilt. It makes the voices inside your head accuse you more viciously than any outside voices ever could.

Perhaps every generation thinks of itself as a lost generation and perhaps every generation is right.

You see a lot of smart guys with dumb women, but you hardly ever see a smart woman with a dumb guy.

When you start having lunch and actually eating, it's already over.

Hate generalizes; love is particular.

I am never so calm as after I have written. And the next morning I will feel the familiar anxiety and I will have to begin the process all over again.

I see that the greatest thing about getting older is how your judgment changes and how you come to understand the cycles of life. And you keep having these amazing flashes of understanding.