My desire was no less than before, you understand, but I no longer identified with the desire. Perhaps that is why taking them too seriously, we not only increase our susceptibility to disappointment, we actually create a climate inhospitable to the free and easy fulfillment of those desires.

Hold on to your divine blush, your innate rosy magic, or end up brown. Once you're brown, you'll find out you're blue. As blue as indigo. And you know what that means. Indigo. Indigoing. Indigone.

I'm probably more interested in sentences than anything else in life.

Most Americans pay lip service to the idea of freedom, but can't handle real freedom.

Redheads are said to be children of the moon, thwarted by the sun and addicted to sex and sugar.

The first thunderstorm of the season was in the dressing room, donning its black robes and its necklace of hailstones, strapping on its electrical sword.

There are many things worth living for, a few things worth dying for, and nothing worth killing for.