Its not just a smile of momentary happiness. When it disappears from my face, it will stay with me.

There's something, I think, that gets lost when we write something - something gets lost in the translation. So I speak everything out, and it's more important how it sounds. And applying that to more formal aspects of writing.

Light streamed through one of the windows and across her face and I have never seen anything or anyone so beautiful in my life. If my heart had stopped at that moment I would have fallen happy and fallen full and I would have seen in life all that I had wanted to see and all that I needed to see. Fall. Let me fall.

Dreams can come true there [Los Angeles]in ways impossible anywhere else, and they can get destroyed as well.

Lying became part of my life. I lied if I needed to lie to get something or get out of something

I meet a third man he's an old man he trips in the street he falls and I help him up, walk him to the curb. He shakes my hand says keep the faith, young man. I ask him what he means, he says keep running and don't let them catch you.

I hope nobody took the Razzle Dazzle Rose.