People do not want advice - they want corroboration.

There is no lostness like that which comes to a man when a perfect and certain pattern has dissolved about him.

She wasn't happy, but then she wasn't unhappy. She wasn't anything. But I don't believe anyone is a nothing. There has to be something inside, if only to keep the skin from collapsing. This vacant eye, listless hand, this damask cheek dusted like a doughnut with plastic powder, had to have a memory or a dream.

I wonder how many people I've looked at all my life and never seen. It's scary to think about. Point of reference again. When two people meet, each one is changed by the other so you've got two new people.

Give a critic an inch, he'll write a play.

A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike.

Out of all this struggle a good thing is going to grow. That makes it worthwhile.