I am curious about grownups, not children.

Lovers are not snails; they don't have to protrude from their shells and meet each other halfway. Meet me within your own self.

As I go to sleep I remember what my father said-that one can never be sure if one will awake. The way my health is now, this is becoming more and more real.

It's not that you aren't likable. On the contrary. You are. It's just that one wonders if you haven't made a career out of being so likable.

Persons who have been homeless carry within them a certain philosophy of life which makes them apprehensive about ownership.

- Growth has its season. There are spring and summer, but there are also fall and winter. And then spring and summer again. As long as the roots are not severed, all is well and all be well.

All my father saw was what he wanted to see.