The past is a room full of baggage and rubbish and sometimes things that are of use, but if they are of real use, I have kept them.

Why is a picture of something real eventually more exciting than the thing itself?

One doesn't have to pursue unhappiness. It comes to you. You come into the world screaming. You cry when you're born because your lungs expand. You breathe. I think that's really kind of significant. You come into the world crying, and it's a sign that you're alive.

Life has a truth to it, and it's complicated - it's love and it's hatred.

the first step in claiming yourself is anger. You get mad. And you can't do anything before you get angry. And I recommend getting very angry to everyone, anyone.

He must have smiled at me, though I don't really know, but I don't like to think that I would love someone who hadn't first smiled at me.

if I'd thought that nobody would like it as I was writing it, I would have written it even more. But I never think of the audience. I never think of people reading. I never think of people, period.