In my mind my obituary is done.It is done and it is right. It tells the truth and as awful as it can be, the truth is what matters. It is what I should be remembered by, if I'm remembered at all. Remember the truth. that is all that matters

You don't have to follow anybody's conventions.

Words can't say this. The one word love means too little for what it is. It means everything and that is still not enough.

There is, though, nothing that prepares us for the worst things in our life. There is nothing you can do to stop the shock, or buffer the pain.

You only live once, buy Picassos whenever possible.

I would like to be soft and warm. I would be terrified to be that way. I could be hurt if I were soft and warm. I could be hurt by something other than myself. It is harder to be soft than it is to be hard. I could be hurt by something other than myself.

To say that you can't see echoes of the past in what I do would be absurd. Everything that has preceded me has affected me.