Fame is a powerful aphrodisiac.

What happens if you drop all the things that make you I?

Insecurity is the worst sense that lovers feel; sometimes the most humdrum desireless marriage seems better. Insecurity twists meanings and poisons trust.

You cannot conceive, nor can I, of the appalling strangeness of the mercy of God.

Against the beautiful and the clever and the successful, one can wage a pitiless war, but not against the unattractive: then the millstone weighs on the breast.

The border means more than a customs house, a passport officer, a man with a gun. Over there everything is going to be different; life is never going to be quite the same again after your passport has been stamped.

They think my mother's ashes are marijuana.