The only thing more difficult than persuading someone else to start having sex with you is persuading yourself to stop.

Marriage is like a series of opposing reflections, inverse images getting ever smaller like nesting dolls, each one of your trying to squeeze yourself smaller to fit inside the hopes of the other, until one of you cracks or stops existing.

If you give a man a hammer, he thinks he can solve all problems by pounding. Well, God gave men penises.

This is how most stories end in the hospital. Not with crash carts and sirens and electric shocks to the chest, but with an empty room, a crisp white bed, silence.

Nothing sells tombstones like a Girl Scout in uniform.

A free society, to be truly worthy of that name, owes healthy, competent individuals the right to end their lives on their own terms.

Depression and hopelessness are not the only reasons terminally ill patients wish to end their lives. Many individuals see nothing undignified about choosing to end their lives at the time and manner of their choosing - and many view such a choice as the meaningful culmination of a good life.