LA is the loneliest and most brutal of American cities.

cliches are truisms and all truisms are true

I was having a wonderful time and the whole world opened up before me because I had no dreams.

Practice kindness all day to everybody and you will realize you're already in heaven now.

I'd sleep and forget it; I had my own life, my own sad and ragged life forever.

I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was - I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.

It is possible for the human spirit to win after all.