There came a time when you realized that moving on was pointless. That you took yourself with you wherever you went.

Give a man or woman back his self-respect, and in most cases-not all, but most-you also give back that person's ability to think with at least some clarity.

Isn't it too bad that the great truths are all such lies.

Do you drink?" "Of course,I just said I was a writer.

I know your mother lives in your head - almost everyone's mother does, I guess - but you can't let her have her way on this one

Life turns on a dime. Sometimes towards us, but more often it spins away, flirting and flashing as it goes: so long, honey, it was good while it lasted, wasn’t it?

They were still all beautiful and there was still enchantment and wonder, but she had crossed a line and now the fairy tale was green with corruption and evil.