That's the way the system works. Sometimes you get the bear, sometimes the bear gets you.

grief is an illness I can't recover from.

Emotion doesn't travel in a straight line. Like water, our feelings trickle down through cracks and crevices, seeking out the little pockets of neediness and neglect, the hairline fractures in our character usually hidden from public view.

After my years in Hollywood, I got tired of apologizing for work that really wasn't mine to begin with.

If you're unhappy, change something.

The hard thing about death is that nothing ever changes. The hard thing about life is that nothing stays the same.

So much of the past in encapsulated in the odds and ends. Most of us discard more information about ourselves than we ever care to preserve. Our recollection of the past is not simply distorted by our faulty perception of events remembered but skewed by those forgotten. The memory is like twin orbiting stars, one visible, one dark, the trajectory of what's evident forever affected by the gravity of what's concealed.