Worries find you easily enough without inviting them.

My dad had limitations. That's what my good-hearted mom always told us. He had limitations, but he meant no harm. It was kind of her to say, but he did do harm.

I feel myself trying to be charming, and then I realize I’m obviously trying to be charming, and then I try to be even more charming to make up for the fake charm, and then I’ve basically turned into Liza Minnelli: I’m dancing in tights and sequins, begging you to love me. There’s a bowler and jazz hands and lots of teeth.

Worries find you easily enough without inviting them.

There are no really new stories anymore.

Don't be discouraged - every relationship you have is a failure, until you find the right one.

Dark sides are important. They should be nurtured like nasty black orchids.