I am about as detailed as a shadow.

These are very confusing times. For the first time in history a woman is expected to combine: intelligence with a sharp hairdo, a raised consciousness with high heels, and an open, nonsexist relationship with a tan guy who has a great bod.

I run a tight ship, but I try and make it seem like I'm not doing that at all.

I think of images as an immune system and a transit system.

The library was open for one hour after school let out. I hid there, looking at art books and reading poetry.

I do love to eavesdrop. It's inspirational, not only for subject matter but for actual dialogue, the way people talk.

Love will make a way out of no way