I'm built like a 14-year-old boy. I have no waist, so anything I wear has to have a lot of trickeration going on. I don't fit into girl dresses. I can't just slip it on.

It's a war of attrition. If you have patience and a modicum of faith in yourself your chances are not too bad.

Children are like crazy, drunken small people in your house.

I'm so not stylish by nature, but I've learned to work with what I have.

I'm on a strict gossip diet. No gossip websites, no gossip magazines. Otherwise, I find it paralyzing to exist.

Baltimore is a great place.

I've had a little bad, bad media luck the new year. Well, apparently I'm dating Bill Clinton, which makes me nervous. I didn't know, though.

Success is getting up one more time than you fall down.

I suffer the terrible disease of low self-esteem.

I grew up playing field hockey and lacrosse - prep school sport - and I was terrible at them.

I guess I'm not that aware of such a big fan base. I have a few core people who write me no matter what I'm doing, but I hardly have sacks of mail being dropped on my door!

Shame comes in different doses.

Thus each of us had to be content to live only for the day, alone under the vast indifference of the sky.

The moment of near despair is quite often the moment that precedes courage.

Insects have their own point of view about civilization a man thinks he amounts to a great deal but to a flea or a mosquito a human being is merely something good to eat.

I am of the level with common Astrologers; who, with an old paltry cant, and a few pot-hooks for planets to amuse the vulgar, have too long been suffered to abuse the world.

The critic's symbol should be the tumble-bug: he deposits his egg in somebody else's dung, otherwise he could not hatch it.

In this dream, I wasn’t a coyote shapeshifter trying to hold a werewolf, I was Coyote’s almost daughter, and I had all the strength of the world in my arms.

You gotta fight every day to keep mediocrity at bay.

Small disconnected facts, if you take note of them, have a way of becoming connected.

If...we do not think that a local church is worthy of joining, why should we be considered worthy of serving in it?