Lust is what keeps you wanting to do it even when you have no desire to be with each other. Love is what makes you want to be with each other even when you have no desire to do it.

Strength is the capacity to break a chocolate bar into four pieces with your bare hands - and then eat just one of the pieces.

One advantage of marriage is that, when you fall out of love with him or he falls out of love with you, it keeps you together until you fall in again.

Close friends contribute to our personal growth. They also contribute to our personal pleasure, making the music sound sweeter, the wine taste richer, the laughter ring louder because they are there.

Our daily existence requires both closeness and distance, the wholeness of self, the wholeness of intimacy.

I don't intend to stop showing a little cleavage. Nor do I intend to stop flashing a little thigh.

I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

READ! Books can be as delicious as hot-fudge sundaes, as funny as clowns, as exciting as a baseball game that's tied in the 9th inning, and as beautiful as the best sunset you ever saw.

Recognize joy when it arrives in the plain brown wrappings of everyday life.

Love is much nicer to be in than an automobile accident, a tight girdle, a higher tax bracket or a holding pattern over Philadelphia.

When he is late for dinner and I know he must be either having an affair or lying dead in the street, I always hope he's dead.

Every blessing is a challenge to work.

As a writer, the main skill you need is curiosity. As a reader, the main tool you need is open-mindedness.

Men in authority will always think that criticism of their policies is dangerous. They will always equate their policies with patriotism, and find criticism subversive.

You know, one thing I've learned in my time on this earth Be careful what you wish for.

We are always open to instruction, willing to be wiser every day than we were before, and to change whatever we can change for the better.

I can't read scripts any more because of the trouble with my eyes.

All religions are the same. They all lead to God. God is everybody.

Addiction is perhaps a sickness of the spirit.

If today were my last day, would I do what I'm doing?...If the answer was 'No' too many days in a row, I'd make a change.

[The photograph] is fabricated out of the unfabricated dross of passing life (while paradoxically still trading on the indexical heft of that dross).