Never demean yourself by talking back to a critic, never. Write those letters to the editor in your head, but don't put them on paper.

Work is the only device I know of.

Actually, I think friendship and love are exactly the same thing.

That's not writing, that's typing

And since gin to artifice bears the same relation as tears to mascara, her attractions at once dissembled.

Oh Jesus God we did belong to each other. He was mine.

Love should be allowed. I’m all for it. Now that I’ve got a pretty good idea what it is.