By the 6th grade I stopped doing ordinary things in front of people. It had been ordinary to sing, kids are singing all the time when they are little, but then something happens. It's not that we stop singing. I still sang. I just made sure I was alone when I did it. And I made sure I never did it accidentally. That thing we call 'bursting into song.' I believe this happens to most of us. We are still singing, but secretly and all alone.

You'll never call him Fifi again.

I need to be cheered up a lot. I think funny people are people who need to be cheered up.

You may be a lady but you are still the man!

Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke.

For horror movies, color is reassuring because, at least in older films, it adds to the fakey-ness.

what is an imaginary friend? are there also imaginary enemies?