I hold him to my chest. My love for him is the only unequivocally good thing I know is always there inside of me. It is the reason I should be spared all that is coming, the only reason.

Perhaps people ought to feel with more imagination.

You were trying to tell me something and I was trying to tell you something else. We didn't trust each other and that was reason enough to make each of us right.

Charisma will sustain a relationship only in the way that strong coffee first thing in the morning will sustain a career.

What is it about men that make women so lonely?

What else is life from the time you were born but a struggle to matter, at least to someone?

I used to be a child. It came naturally to me. I was an adult for a time, too. That came less naturally.

Hell is the special pain that dwells in that loss which you yourself have caused

[Memory] visits when it is hungry, not when you are.

As my name might suggest, I'm Jewish. My grandparents were Polish and Russian Jews who came to Australia in the late 1920s, and had they not, we wouldn't be talking now.

You would love the way he sees you. He uses you as a weapon against himself and not merely because you did

Don't torture yourself... that's my job

I begin with human psychology and then see what we can say about ethics.

My favorite memory from school was going to football games with my friends. We always had so much spirit and dressed up to go to the games, even though our team was pretty bad.

Time the devourer of everything.

It was eerie. I saw myself in that machine. I never thought my work would come to this.

I am always living very good moments.

If I'm confirmed I'll be myself.

I mean, I would hope that I have a style or personality that is evident wherever I go.

After I write, I have nothing to say. The commentary afterwards is superfluous. I write. And that's enough.