The world is being run by people my age, men my age, with falling-out hair and health worries, and it frightens me. When the leaders were older than me I could believe in their wisdom, I could believe they had transcended rage and malice and the need to be loved. Now I know better. I look at the faces in newspapers, in magazines, and wonder: what greeds, what furies drive them on?

I was sand, I was snow—written on, rewritten, smoothed over.

Under the old system - which is now so archaic that a lot of people can't remember it - if you wanted money you had to go to the bank and take the money out in cash form, and you couldn't take out money that you didn't have. But with the credit card you can spend money you don't have, and that is just so tempting.

Science fiction is filled with Martians and space travel to other planets, and things like that.

It's clear, it's fresh, like a mint candy.

To want is to have a weakness.

he might die for her, but living for her would be quite different.