I never get used to it, the unknowable mystery of a person so suddenly, totally closed, snapped shut like a half-read novel.
Guilt is the major motivating force in my life.
Plenty of guys are good at sex, but conversation, now there's an art.
Marcia was incredibly organized, obsessively neat ... I mean she folded her underwear like origami.
Probably the only thing my mom and dad agreed on was the vital importance of guilt.
Singers come and go; the music business waxes and wanes. The blues are popular and unpopular, often at the same time.