Men are the product of their historical experience, limited in their choices by who and where they are in history.

As is always the case, events do not conform easily to the generalizations historians produce to try to make sense of the past.

And I fear that my place gets taken by some other one, very lucky and not too shy, who flirts with your eyes while I’m the one who’s crazy about them.

State: 'It's a pleasure to be here' and offer a cup of coffee.

I never advocate that you should be lonely, or come to my shows and bring me your razor blade to show me that you don't cut anymore.

Actions are not impostions on who we are, but are expressions of who we are. They come out of our heart and the inner realities it supervises and interacts with

I don't believe in careers. I believe in work. I'm not interested in some 'big picture that would be really good for me'.

Lean against the edge, sweetheart. I'm falling off."--Brent Greene

New York was no mere city. It was instead an infinitely romantic notion.

Sports section and a sticky bun. Know what that means.

I don't want to speak too disparagingly of my generation (actually I do, we had a chance to change the world but opted for the Home Shopping Network Instead).

Loss is imaginary. Nothing ever disappears in the universe; it only changes form.