A family is a bunch of people who keep confusing you with someone you were as a kid.

There have been days when I sought respite from my life, only to find myself calling every hour to check on it.

My quest for cosmic understanding is a book I have picked up and put down many times, always forgetting to insert a bookmark.

We labor to make a house a home, then every time we're expecting visitors, we rush to turn it back into a house.

I like friends who, when you tell them you need a moment alone, know enough not to stray too far.

What is reality but the dreamworld of a limited imagination.

The artist uses the talent he has, wishing he had more talent. The talent uses the artist it has, wishing it had more artist.