Half of the time, the Holy Ghost tries to warn us about certain people that come into our life. The other half of the time he tries to tell us that the sick feeling we get in a situation is not the other person’s fault, rather it is our own hang-up...
An ad that pretends to be art is -- at absolute best -- like somebody who smiles warmly at you only because he wants something from you. This is dishonest, but what's sinister is the cumulative effect that such dishonesty has on us: since it offers a...
That's what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is. Most people love you for who you pretend to be. To keep their love, you keep pretending - performing. You get to love your pretence. It's true, we're locked in an image, an act...
Do you know, I am putting off ending this letter as though the end would be the end of something I want to hold on to. That's not true of course - just a feeling like the quick one of hexing your trip so you couldn't go. The mind is capable of any se...
We live in a world in which people are censured, demoted, imprisoned, beheaded, simply because they have opened their mouths, flapped their lips, and vibrated some air. Yes, those vibrations can make us feel sad or stupid or alienated. Tough shit. Th...
And yet it was also true that the tumor could not be removed by our doctor, and as a result of that a strange medication had been given him that enabled my brother to become even more of an enigma than he was before, and as a result of that there cam...
Claudia: I don't understand. He meets a girl that can give him a new life and he pushes her away? Guido: Because he no longer believes in it. Claudia: Because he doesn't know how to love. Guido: Because it isn't true that a woman can change a man. Cl...
I feel like I’ve been split open and stuffed with sunshine.
I feel like I'm twenty again.
I don't set the alarm to get up. I get up when I feel like it.
I'm hesitant to make grand statements because I feel like that it's not exactly what I'm writing about.
I feel like it's a gift for any writer to be recognized like this.
I'm not a parent yet, but I feel like a kid needs to be loved.
When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth.
Cause I feel like I'm the worst, so I always act like I'm the best.
I definitely feel a difference about my place in the industry. I feel like I have some longevity now.
I feel like I've gotten more than a lot of people will ever get. I feel very fortunate.
I'm drawn to failure. I feel like I'm contending with it constantly in my own life.
I feel like I was writing as I was learning to talk. Writing was always a go to form of communication.
I'm from Oakland and San Francisco, so I feel like the Pacific Northwest starts there and goes north - so, it's home to me.
I honestly do feel - and I hope I don't gag anybody if they read this - but I feel like I'm one of the luckiest people in the world.
