Memo to extreme partisans: If you can't bring yourselves to love your enemies, can you at least learn to hate your friends?

A writer has a use for his experiences that most civilians simply don't; he or she discerns material in situations that others simply live through. Perhaps there are some who disapprove of this, but without this double consciousness, literature would not get made at all.

Reason leavened with a little wit (if possible) is the real alternative to hate speech, meaning that there's no better time for it.

The best anti-depressant pill for me would be one the size of a house so you could drop it on me and put me out of my misery.

Everyone loves a witch hunt as long as it's someone else's witch being hunted.

Love is a powerful painkiller.

We're all impostors to ourselves. By that I mean that we know instinctively, intimately, the difference between whom we are inside and who we appear to be to others. Most of the time - when we aren't flat lying about something or playing a particularly stylized role in some heightened dramatic situation - this difference between the internal and the external is modest and manageable.