It’d be preposterous for me to propose a universal cure to loneliness but I will say that people who do the things they find interesting, either creatively or vocationally, tend to become unlonely very quickly.
Starved for affection, terrified of abandonment, I began to wonder if sex was really just an excuse to look deeply into another human being’s eyes.
As the expression goes, we spend our youth attaining wealth, and our wealth attaining youth.
I like having a beard. My beard changes my face shape and allows me to see in it family members who I love and can’t see otherwise.
If a building looks better under construction than it does when finished, then it’s a failure.
My writing process is ritualized and monotonous, but there’s no other way to get the job done. All other fiction writers I’ve met say the same thing.
I like the present. I’m always interested in new ideas, and what’s happening. I’m not nostalgic.
It’s very strange that most people don’t care if their knowledge of their family history only goes back three generations.
If your life had lyrics, would they be any good?
I don’t think anyone ever gets over anything in life; they merely get used to it.
If you’re not a tree hugger, then you’re a what, a tree hater?
When you crop the photo, you tell a lie.
I think writing would have happened to me anyway, somehow. Differently, but it still would have happened.
Adventure without risk is Disneyland.
At least there’s nothing scary about him and hopefully he doesn’t see anything scary in me. We go way back, to summer camp. We KNOW each other. People I don’t know just make me want to say YIKES! I’ll take history over mystery any day of the week.
Good looking people with strong, fluoridated teeth get things handed to them on platters.
On TV people look at your hair and then they look at your skin, and then they look at your clothes, and by the time they’re listening to what you’re saying, you’re off the screen.
Time ticks by; we grow older. Before we know it, too much time has passed and we’ve missed the chance to have had other people hurt us. To a younger me this sounded like luck; to an older me this sounds like a quiet tragedy.
I really do force myself to not be fully engaged with all the technology at once, just because I have an addictive personality and I get too into it.
There are three things we cry for in life: things that are lost, things that are found, and things that are magnificent.