A famous artist is approached by a student. You don't remember me, the student says correctly, but years ago you said something that changed my life. You said, 'Photography is death.' After that, says...
You will stand in line for snacks behind good clothes on bad bodies, behind the man who is so drunk he has lost his shoes, and so belligerent no one will help him find them.
All those years on the psychiatrist's couch and suddenly the couch is moving.Good God, she is on that couch when the big one hits.Maidy didn't tell you, but you know what her doctor said? She sprang f...
And I see that not touching for so long was a drive to the beach with the windows rolled up so the waves feel that much colder.
And it was the first time that I believed the claim that you can help a person more by asking them the right question than by giving them the answer.
Automatic is what I can manage. Isn't there enough to pay attention to OUTSIDE the car? All I want inside a car is music. When a favorite old song comes on the radio, I can never hear it past the firs...
Before I took to the road, a friend tried to get me to go to a department store with him. He said it was to improve the place where I lived. He said, I want to know you are reading beneath this lamp....
For example, the questions that say, Would you prefer... Would you prefer (a) Answer questions about what you do, (b) Answer questions about what you know, (c) Answer questions about what you think?My...
We can only die in the future, I thought; right now we are always alive.
Tutto quello che ho fatto con te era amore.
I told him about the way they get to know you. Not the way people do, the way they flatter you by wanting to know every last thing about you, only it isn't a compliment, it is just efficient, a person...
He wondered how we know that what happens to us isn't good.
If it's true your life flashes past your eyes before you die, then it is also the truth that your life rushes forth when you are ready to start to truly be alive.
I exaggerated even before I began to exaggerate, because it's true — nothing is ever quite as bad as it could be.
I had my own bed. I slept in it alone, except for those times when we needed—not sex—but sex was how we got there.
I have written letters that are failures, but I have written few, I think, that are lies. Trying to reach a person means asking the same question over and over again: Is this the truth, or not? I begi...
I know that homes burn and that you should think what to save before they start to. Not because, in the heat of it, everything looks as valuable as everything else. But, because nothing looks worth th...
I like radio personalities, and I like to change lanes. And losing yourself on the freeway is like living at the beach--you're not aware of lapsed time, and suddenly you're there, where it was you wer...
I read about a famous mystery writer who worked for one week in a department store. One day she saw a woman come in and buy a doll. The mystery writer found out the woman’s name, and took a bus to New...
I think it was that love that I loved. That kind of involvement was reassuring; I felt it would extend to me, as well. That it did not or that it did, but only as much and no more, was confusing at fi...
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