I Never Had Any Friends Later On

It's Only A Little Secret, But Having A Secret Makes Me Feel Better. Like A Human Being Again.

Write With The Door Closed, Rewrite With The Door Open.

French Is The Language That Turns Dirt Into Romance.

There Are Things Of Such Darkness And Horror—just, I Suppose, As There Are Things Of Such Great Beauty—that They Will Not Fit Through The Puny Human Doors Of Perception.

We All Do What We Can, And It Has To Be Good Enough, And If It Isn't Good Enough, It Has To Do.