When you start to think of the arts as not this thing that is going to get you somewhere in terms of becoming an artist or becoming famous or whatever it is that people do, but rather a way of making being in the world not just bearable, but fascinating, then it starts to get interesting again.
You have to be willing to spend time making things for no known reason.
I go to work the minute I open my eyes.
Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke.
What is an idea made of? Of future, past and also meanwhile.
In health we’re doing the digestive system. We each got assigned a topic for an oral report. I got the small intestine. I swear to god I hate my life.
The histories of vampires and people are not so different, really. How many of us can honestly see our own reflection?
These are very confusing times. For the first time in history a woman is expected to combine: intelligence with a sharp hairdo, a raised consciousness with high heels, and an open, nonsexist relationship with a tan guy who has a great bod.
You can’t know what a book is about until the very end. This is true of a book we’re reading or writing.
Always watch the hands. The hands will tell you everything you need to know.
The point of the daily diary exercise is not to record what you already know about what happened to you in the last 24 hours. Instead, it’s an invitation to the back of your mind to come forward and reveal to you the perishable images about the day you didn’t notice you noticed at all.
We don’t create a fantasy world to escape reality, we create it to be able to stay. I believe we have always done this, used images to stand and understand what otherwise would be intolerable.
He’s picked clean! Eaten by cats!
You may be a lady but you are still the man!
I used to live a very social life and never spend much solitary time looking at birds or reading.
I grew up in a house that had a whole lot of trouble. As much trouble as you could imagine.
Cartoonist was the weirdest name I finally let myself have. I would never say it. When I heard it I silently thought, what an awful word.
There was a beautiful time in the beginning when I just did it and didn’t analyze the consequences, but I think that time ends in everyone’s work.
My goal on my bucket list is to write a romantic comedy movie.
The library was open for one hour after school let out. I hid there, looking at art books and reading poetry.