What you don't realize as a kid is that if your parents are always going to be there for you, they aren't going to be somewhere else doing exciting and glamorous things.

Having perfected our disguise, we spend our lives searching for someone we don't fool.

I don't hate anyone. The only people I know well enough to hate, I love.

There is an ongoing battle between conscience and self-interest in which, at some point, we have to take sides.

That portion of reality that can be composed within a frame can be understood.

Genius is a plodding intellect, incapable of dreaming up the obstacles that stop the rest of us.

Blogs seem to have two magnetic poles, one attracting friends, the other repulsing relatives.