I would like to be soft and warm. I would be terrified to be that way. I could be hurt if I were soft and warm. I could be hurt by something other than myself. It is harder to be soft than it is to be hard. I could be hurt by something other than myself.
Be content with what you have and take joy in the way things are. When you realize you have all you need, the World belongs to you.
Hope is an illusion a dangling carrot something to keep us going but going towards what.
In 1970, a superior Court judge issues an order forcing the desegregation of Los Angeles schools. The judge survives an assassination attempt and loses his job in the next election.
I know people might think I’m strong or tough, but I’m really not. I’m a sheep in wolf’s clothing.
The wounds that never heal can only be mourned alone.
Be strong. Live honorably and with dignity. When you don’t think you can, hold on.
Sometimes skulls are thick. Sometimes hearts are vacant. Sometimes words don’t work.
What someone calls my books is irrelevant to me. I consider them works of art and rules and categories and labels mean nothing.
And as ridiculous as it may sound, sometimes all any of us needs in life is for someone to hold our hand and walk next to us.
Some people think memoirs should be held to a perfect journalistic standard. Some people don’t. Obviously I don’t. My goal was never to create or to write a perfect journalistic standard of my life. It was always to be as literature.
The afternoon and the early evening slide by in a lidded daze where the ability to think in any identifiable way disappears and where every moment seems to be an eternity.
Not everyone who works hard makes their dream come true. You need luck and hard work and being in the right place at the right time but I still very much believe it’s possible.
When I go to an art gallery and stand in front of a painting, I don’t want someone telling me what I should be seeing or thinking; I want to feel whatever I feel, see whatever I see, and figure out what I figure out.
The greatest rules of dramatic writing are conflict, conflict, conflict.
Let things be, let yourself be, let everything be and accept it as it is. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Its not just a smile of momentary happiness. When it disappears from my face, it will stay with me.
What’s crazy is living your life according to some book written by someone who couldn’t imagine what your life would be like.
Love is love. It doesn’t matter how or who you love. I don’t believe the messiah would condemn gay men and women.
I’m tired of making people sad and I’m tired of disappointing them and I’m tired of seeing them break. I have seen this too many times. He will be the last.