At the time, I didn't have the insight to wonder at the transient nature of despair, but now that I'm older I've seen how little it takes to turn a person's life around for better or worse. An event will do, or an Idea. Another person. An idea of a person.

I don't get nearly enough credit in life for the things I manage not to say.

I can't even trust my own imaginary dog. How much lower can a person get?

The average attention span of the modern human being is about half as long as whatever youre trying to tell them.

Such a courageous boy I was. To act brazenly under scrutiny and risk further injury to my wounded heart. Ah, the resilience, the blind, dumb persistence of youth.

Ask any comedian, tennis player, chef. Timing is everything.

Fate isn't some middle-aged man with a squint who won't recognize you if you change your clothes.