The problem of pretending to be alive.

I had to touch you with my hands, I had to taste you with my tongue; one can't love and do nothing.

Media is just a word that has come to mean bad journalism.

There was a tacit understanding between them that 'liquor helped'; growing more miserable with every glass one hoped for the moment of relief.

For God's sake stop making people in your image. Harry was real. He wasn't just your hero and my lover. He was Harry. He was in a racket. He did bad things. What about it? He was the man we knew.

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

Success is more dangerous than failure, the ripples break over a wider coastline.