He was hurting, and I hurt with him. We had never been able to maintain any level of detachment from each other’s suffering, and wedidn’t now.

You put your soul into those paintings, and nothing in this world is more beautiful to me than that soul of yours.

Is it romantic or psychotic when I say I'll never let you leave me?

You’re insane, ” I told him, and stood up to dress.He hugged me from behind, pressing hard against me, rubbing his smooth chest along my back. He spoke into my ear, “Insane for you, my love.

Love is like that. It's like a wildfire in my blood.

Be natural my children. For the writer that is natural has fulfilled all the rules of

Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar...

I think audiences can relate to the guys I'm playing, those large-and-in-charge idiots. Or maybe I just make them feel better about who they are, or who they're dating.

There's something about the sound of a train that's very romantic and nostalgic and hopeful.

I chose surgery because I thought that perhaps this would make me more like the kind of person I wanted to be.

Our memory is childish and it saves only what we need.

How come nobody wants to argue with me? Is it because I'm always so right?

I don't think this debate is negative, it is enriching

Submission to poverty is the unpardonable sin against the body. Submission to unhappiness is the unpardonable sin against the spirit.

Disappointment is often the salt of life.