I don't understand why people talk of art as a luxury when it's a mind-altering possibility.

Cheating is easy. There's no swank to infidelity. To borrow against the trust someone has placed in you costs nothing at first. You get away with it, you take a little more and a little more until there is no more to draw on. Oddly, your hands should be full with all that taking but when you open them there's nothing there.

It is just as likely that as I invent what I want to say, you will invent what you want to hear.

I am not tempted by God but I love his trappings.

I want someone who is fierce and will love me until death and knows that love is as strong as death, and be on my side forever and ever. I want someone who will destroy and be destroyed by me.

I write about sex because often it feels like the most important thing in the world.

My friends and the people who are close to me know what I am. And that is enough.