Craving that old sweet oneness yet dreading engulfment, wishing to be our mother's and yet be our own, we stormily swing from mood to mood, advancing and retreating-the quintessential model of two-mindedness.

Adolescence involves our nutty-desperate-ecstatic-rash psychological efforts to come to terms with new bodies and outrageous urges.

Our daily existence requires both closeness and distance, the wholeness of self, the wholeness of intimacy.

Love is the same as like except you feel sexier.

Suffering makes you deep. Travel makes you broad. In case I get my pick, I'd rather travel.

Late birds get worms while early birds get tired.

A normal adolescent is so restless and twitchy and awkward that he can mange to injure his knee--not playing soccer, not playing football--but by falling off his chair in the middle of French class.