When I was kidnapped, my parents snapped into action. They rented out my room.

The heart wants what it wants.

When I'm writing something, if there's a part that's good for me, then I'll play it. Otherwise, I don't. And I notice that there are less and less parts for me in my own writing.

Years ago I was on television having a discussion with Billy Graham about atheism. He was saying, even if you're right and I'm wrong, and there's nothing after, I will have had a better life than you, because I do believe there was something. And I couldn't argue with that, even though I wanted to.

Sex is like having dinner: sometimes you joke about the dishes, sometimes you take the meal seriously.

My luck is getting worse and worse. Last night, for instance, I was mugged by a quaker.

You're still in love' 'No I'm not, I'm not She'll always be a part of me, and she's an important person in my life but for the two of us something wasn't working.' 'What element?' 'We never found out