When you think about it, giving up your real personality is a small price to pay for the richness of living happily ever after with an actual man!

We don’t create a fantasy world to escape reality, we create it to be able to stay. I believe we have always done this, used images to stand and understand what otherwise would be intolerable.

A man who has been dead for a week in a hot trailer looks more like a man than you would first expect.

This ability to exist in pieces is what some adults call resilience. And I suppose in some way it is a kind of resilience, a horrible resilience that makes adults believe children forget trauma.

Race and class are the easiest divisions. It's very stupid

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

What year is it in your imagination?