I made some studies, and reality is the leading cause of stress amongst those in touch with it. I can take it in small doses, but as a lifestyle, I found it too confining. It was just too needful; it expected me to be there for it all the time, and with all I have to do--I had to let something go.

People don't need sex so much as they need to be listened to.

When I first came into this world, Elvis was already fat.

Mirrors can't talk. Luckily for you, they can't laugh either.

I worry that our lives are like soap operas. We can go for months and not tune in to them, then six months later we look in and the same stuff is still going on.

When you're dancing the mystical dance of the molecules, you're not the one who's leading.

What is reality anyway! It's nothing but a collective hunch.