You might not have thought it possible to give birth to others before one has given birth to oneself, but I assure you it is quite possible, it has been done; I offer myself in evidence as Exhibit A.

Sundays are terrible because it is clear that there is no one in charge of the world. And this knowledge leave you drifting around, grappling with unfulfilled expectations and vague yearnings.

There is no irritant as painful as an ace up your sleeve that you can never use; it's the kind of thing that causes oysters to produce pearls.

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

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

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.

Illusions are crucial to the maintenance of life functions.