For my money, there are no more fascinating, hard-working, vulnerable creatures on earth than writers. Every day, they lay their souls out there for public approval or rejection.

Some people say that suicide is a sin, but I have never believed that. I say it's God's way of calling certain folks home early. It's much nicer than an awful accident, where the rest of us are left wondering if the person really wanted to go.

There was a strange kind of comfort in misunderstandings and differences that were old enough to have lost their teeth.

you couldn't talk yourself into love any more than you could talk yourelf out of it.

Why do you still feel the need to punish yourself for something that was out of your control?

I'm making out with a dead girl in my dreams. I'm screwing women I have no business screwing. I'm pushing away the one person who actually gives a damn about me. It's like the Bermuda Triangle of heartache and I'm sinking fast.

If you don't kill yourself right away when something terrible happens ... if you go on living, you become a different person.