But do we know how to make love stay?' I can't even think about it. The best I can do is play it day by day.

Christianity... is an Eastern religion.

Sometimes one gets the feeling that life still thinks it's living in Paris in the '30s.

I sweet potato what I sweet potato.

The theme of corporate stories (and millions drink them in every day) seldom varies: to be happy you must consume, to be special you must conform. Absurd, obviously, yet our identities have become so fragile, so elusive, that we seem content to let advertisers provide us with their version of who we are, to let them recreate us in their image: a cookie-cutter image based on market research, shallow sociology, and insidious lies.

Those who possess wisdom cannot just ladle it out to every wantwit and jackanapes who comes along and asks for it. A person must be prepared to receive wisdom, or else it will do him more harm than good. Moreover, a lout thrashing about in the clear waters of wisdom will dirty those waters for everyone else.

There's no point in saving the world if it means losing the moon.