You don't always have to get too sexy to get to know a girl.

Then again you may pick up just enough education to hate people who say, 'It's a secret between he and I.'

People are mostly hot to have a discussion when you're not.

I ignored the flashes of lightning all around me. They either had your number on them or they didn't.

The cards are stacked (quite properly, I imagine) against all professional aesthetes, and no doubt we all deserve the dark, wordy, academic deaths we all sooner or later die.

You think of the book you'd most like to be reading, and then you sit down and shamelessly write it.

It's everybody, I mean. Everything everybody does is so - I don't know - not wrong, or even mean, or even stupid necessarily. But just so tiny and meaningless and - sad-making. And the worst part is, if you go bohemian or something crazy like that, you're conforming just as much only in a different way.