A person who says "it's your decision" is informing you that your decision sucks.

That's what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you're not so lovable.

You've got to have someone who loves your body. Who doesn't define you, but sees you. Who loves what he sees. Who you don't have to struggle to be good enough for.

To an untrained eye, need and love were as easily mistaken for each other as the real master's painting and a forgery.

We can get so wrapped up in our own misconceptions that we miss the simple beauty of the truth.

The loneliness you feel with another person, the wrong person, is the loneliest of all.

No one is ever quite as strong or as weak as you'd think.

It’s a simple truth that a secret is something you’re ashamed of.

Things that came apart could be put together again, but never exactly the same.

The scariest part of forever is that nothing is.

It's hard to see clearly when your eyes are squinched tight out of fear.

Much in our lives is chance.

Ultimately, we measure ourselves against our own ideas of idealism and perfection, and we don't always come very close to them.

Tragedy is the highest form of art.

If you're living with a scientist, you see the world differently than you do with a humanist. It's in some ways very subtle, the differences in perceiving reality.

The cleaning is something I use as a reward if I get some work done. I go into a very happy state of mind when I'm vacuuming.

Writing is a consequence of having been 'haunted' by material. Why this is, no one knows.

My writing is full of lives I might have led.

Night comes to the desert all at once, as if someone turned off the light.