Why are we acting as if we're angry. Are we angry?

I love movies, and theater, and kayaking, reading, biking, walking - oh, and dancing. I love to dance!

Concentrate on how good if feels to be alive. No matter what. Just to see the color of the sky, just to smell the air, and feel the wind in your face

Another thing all writers have in common is we're all observers. We pay attention to detail.

Snoring keeps the monsters away.

I think we made out [sexuality changing]. I think that's really great, and we didn't jump into intercourse. And there were no blow jobs.

Isn't that interesting. All the book clubs. I've never belonged to one.