If you could eavesdrop on everything said about you, you'd spend most of your time waiting for the subject to come up.

Learn to listen. It's amazing the ideas that pop into your head while people are saying them into your ear.

There is a language of love, which is to say, a truth that does not tell all and a lie that does not deceive.

Life is a series of family photos in which you keep moving to the rear until finally you're a portrait in the background.

Your clothes smell heavily of clothing. Your den is filled with low-hanging palls of fresh air. The only rattle in your car is the sound of toll change in the ashtray. The absence of telltale tobacco stains on your shirt collar tells the tale - you've licked the smoking habit.

In the end there doesn't have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to.

A senseless tragedy remains forever tragic, but it is up to us whether it remains forever senseless.