The man was bearing down on me. My hands were limp and wet. Please, I thought. Please. Who was I addressing? The man? God? Whoever handled these things.

She must have already forgiven him for leaving her behind. Girls were good at colouring in those disappointing blank spots. I thought of the night before, her exaggerated moans.

Money is ego, and people won't give it up. Just want to protect themselves, hold onto it like a blanket. They don't realize it makes them slaves. It's sick.

The ways your desire could humiliate you.

How impotent my anger was, a surge with no place to land, and how familiar that was: my feelings strangled inside me, like little half-formed children, bitter and bristling.

I paid bills and bought groceries and got my eyes checked while the days crumbled away like debris from a cliff face. Life a continuous backing away from the edge.

I took on the shape of a girl.

Pamela was beautiful, it was true, and I felt that submerged attraction to her that everyone felt for the beautiful.

Everyone will think I'm ugly."Tik Tok smiled. "That's true. But we are a small village. We have narrow tastes. There's no telling who else in the world would think you're beautiful.

Should you ever feel too lonely...listen for the roar of the sea- for in it are all those who've been and all those who are to come.

What Strauss is going through drives you nuts. If you care about your batting - which I'm sure he does - he will feel like jumping off a bridge and committing suicide

I'm an actor I'm not a politician. I always kick myself when I talk too much about family, or personal things.

Sometimes I'll make a statement they'll say, this is the end. This is the end! Right? This is the end. It's finally going to happen.

When I see an actual flesh-and-blood worker in conflict with his natural enemy, the policeman, I do not have to ask myself which side I am on.

It is a difficult task to talk to the purpose, and to put life and perspicuity into our discourse.

It's not ignorance does so much damage; it's knowin' so derned much that ain't so.

Imitation is the sincerest flattery.

Oh yeah, I'm a huge romance fan. And some women like action.