It is easy to mistake being ready for a wedding with being ready for marriage.

The artist's talent sits uneasy as an object of public acclaim, having been so long an object of private despair.

It's hard, sometimes, when nothing's stopping you, to know what's stopping you.

After years of buying clothes I intend to diet into, I'll say this: the skeleton in my closet has some really nice outfits.

I guess, when you get down to it, a loving touch compensates for an unskilled hand about everywhere except in an airplane cockpit.

What do we ask of friendship except to be taken for what we pretend to be - and without having to pretend.

As you reach for understanding, you find that your ladder of facts isn’t long enough, and you try to extend it by adding a rung of faith. Eventually you see that the task is hopeless, and you put away your ladder of facts and go get a ladder of faith.