Much as I try to disguise myself, there is never a time when I'm not aware of being overweight.

Naturally, our own irrational demands strike us as having the force of needs, while other people's needs strike us as capricious indulgences.

There's something stubborn about families, unhappy ones in particular: they outlive themselves, and then they live on.

My mother is the source of my unease in the world and thus the only person who can make me feel at home in the world.

And, drunk with my own madness, I shouted at him furiously, "Make life beautiful! Make life beautiful!

I apologise, your Highness. Murder can be a painful business.

I expect to pass through life but once. If therefore there be any kindness I can show...let me do it now.

When we sat down on the couch again, you curled up against my side, like you used to when you were a tod

Family - see Fascist State.

You are judged by what you produce, not what you said, intended or wanted to produce. It's Friday, add up the numbers. How'd you do?

When will society, like a mother, take care of all her children?

The victory's in believing.

It's never a metric, it's where the person is going or not. Metrics are used to make things work better, but don't necessarily make a business better.

When someone chooses to value herself over the things she can buy, true transformation begins.