Life is like a great jazz riff. You sense the end the very moment you were wanting it to go on forever.

Inner resources are like natural resources; they both dry up eventually when the demands on them are heavy.

in California death is one of the most successfully kept secrets there is. If you doubt this, try to find a cemetery.

If you have enough fantasies, you're ready, in the event that something happens.

Californians are good at planning for the earthquake, while simultaneously denying it will happen.

The trouble with going crazy is that you have to go around making it up to everyone afterwards. It seems they should be making something up to you.

everything is ambiguous. It's exciting, in a way, if you can tolerate ambiguity. I can't, but I'm taking a course where it's taught, in the hope of acquiring the skill. It's called Modern Living, and you get no credit.