The reason to have a home is to keep certain people in and everyone else out.

The Buddhists say there are 121 states of consciousness. Of these, only three involve misery or suffering. Most of us spend our time moving back and forth between these three.

To live in a city is to be forever flinching.

My plan was to never get married. I was going to be an art monster instead.

A few nights later, I secretly hope that I might be a genius. Why else can no amount of sleeping pills fell my brain? But in the morning my daughter asks me what a cloud is and I cannot say.

You think you want the blue skies, the open road, but really you want the tunnel, you want to know how the story ends.

And that phrase - 'sleeping like a baby.' Some blonde said it blithely on the subway the other day. I wanted to lie down next to her and scream for five hours in her ear.