The bruise on the heart which at first feels incredibly tender to the slightest touch eventually turns all the shades of the rainbow and stops aching. We forget about it. We even forget we have hearts until the next time. And then we wonder how we ever could have forgotten. We think this one is better, because, in fact, we cannot fully remember the time before.

Men and women, women and men. It will never work.

We write poems / as leaves give oxygen - / so we can breathe.

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

There were 117 psychoanalysts on the Pan Am flight to Vienna and I'd been treated by at least six of them. And married a seventh.

Humor is one of the most serious tools we have for dealing with impossible situations.

Love is everything it's cracked up to be