When you first entered the restaurant, I thought you were handsome... and then, of course, you spoke.

When you first entered the restaurant, I thought you were handsome... and then, of course, you spoke.

Pity and friendship seek different habitations.

If there's a message, it's that the unlovable and unattractive parts of ourselves should be embraced. The only real currency between people is what happens when they're not cool. And I hope people feel OK about not being cool.

I think that all of us are 5-year-olds and we don't want to be embarrassed in the schoolyard.

I think I'm a weird combination of deeply introverted and very daring. I can feel both those things working.

Words are less needful to sorrow than to joy.