I miss you so much. I miss us. There’s not a day goes by that I don’t regret walking away from you.

The night of my accident, when I opened my eyes and you were there? Seeing you again, Rebecca...It was like someone let the air back into the room.

Us? There is no us. You threw us away like yesterday’s trash.

Life can only be experienced.

Maybe we were all destined to just keep doing the same stupid things, over and over again, never really learning a single thing.

You discover yourself through the research of your work.

When you have a lot of success you don't need vanity any more.

How to sustain the miracle Of being, that like a muted bell, Or like some ocean-breathing shell, Quivers, intense and still?

There's something about the Strat's shape that is at once masculine and feminine

Children are not vessels to be filled but lamps to be lit.

The first obligation of the writer is to be interesting. To be interesting; not to change the world.

If somebody says your story is only published because you look nice in the photo, that maybe spurs you on to write.

Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me. No hope, no harm; just another false alarm.