Albert Camus wrote that the only serious question is whether to kill yourself or not. Tom Robbins wrote that the only serious question is whether time has a beginning and an end. Camus clearly got up on the wrong side of bed, and Robbins must have forgotten to set the alarm. There is only one serious question. And that is: Who knows how to make love stay? Answer me that and I will tell you whether or not to kill yourself.

The most useful thing about art is it's uselessness.

We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love.

Be your own flying saucer! Rescue yourself!

What we have here is an unexpected touchdown on the runway of the heart.

You are an ignorant schoolgirl. You think civilization is a good thing.

In fiction, when you paint yourself into a corner, you can write a pair of suction cups onto the bottoms of your shoes and walk up the wall and out the skylight and see the sun breaking through the clouds. In nonfiction, you don't have that luxury.