Know this. I think you could be special if you only thought there was anything special about yourself.

I lived with the terrible knowledge that one day I would be an old man still waiting for my real life to start. Already, I pitied that old man.

We set down feasts for each other and treated our love with tongues of fire. Our bodies were fields of wonder to us.

I never read my reviews... not even the good ones. Barbra Streisand once told me, if just one person in the audience doesn't applaud, it bothers her. I'm the same way. I'd be devastated to read that someone didn't like my work.

Rape is a crime against sleep and memory; it's afterimage imprints itself like an irreversible negative from the camera obscura of dreams.

He was one of those rare men who are capable of being fully in love only once in their lives.

... silence (can) be the most eloquent form of lying.