One of the problems, it seems to me, is that we have got it into our heads that books should be hard work, and that unless they're hard work, they're not doing us any good.
Needless to say, drink, drugs, food, and sex played no part in the festivities. But who needs any of that when you've got literature?
Merea bertiga harus kehilangan sesuatu dalam rangka untuk memperoleh hal lainnya.
Keeping in touch with the things that help us feel alive – music, books, movies, even the theatre if, mysteriously, you are that way inclined – becomes a battle, and one that many of us lose, as we ge...
I’ve been thinking with my guts since I was fourteen years old, and frankly speaking, between you and me, I have come to the conclusion that my guts have shit for brains. I
It's brilliant, being depressed; you can behave as badly as you like.
Is that thing actually going round? I can't tell
If you haven't heard him...man, it's like he boiled down down all the melancholy in the world, all the bruises and all the fucked-up dreams you've let go, and poured the essence into a little tiny bot...
I used to believe, although I don't now, that growing and growing up are analogous, that both are inevitable and uncontrollable processes. Now it seems to me that growing up is governed by the will, t...
I don't believe in Heaven or anything. But I want to be the kind of person that qualifies for entry anyway.
I am a rationalist, and I don't believe in genies, or sudden personality changes. I wanted David's anger to vanish only after years and years in therapy.
Capisci che non stai andando bene quando non puoi raccontare agli altri i fatti più semplici della tua vita, solo perché immaginerebbero che gli stai chiedendo pietà. Secondo me è per questo che una s...
A while back, when Dick and Barry and I agreed that what really matters is what you like, not what you are like, Barry proposed the idea of a questionnaire for prospective partners.
It's not a case of the glass being half full or half empty; more that we tipped a whole half-pint into an empty pint pot. I had to see how much was there, though, and now I know.
When we first split up, he called me a stalker, but that's like an emotive word, "stalker", isn't it? I don't think you can call it stalking when it's just phone calls and letters and emails and knock...
What really matters is what you like, not what you are like
Tucker, please put him down, said Annie. You're frightening Jackson.He's not, said Jackson. It's cool. I don't like that guy anyway. Punch him, Dad.
To me, making a tape is like writing a letter—there’s a lot of erasing and rethinking
There is a paradox here, however, a paradox that provides some consolation: these feelings of guilt are harmful to one’s mental health, yes, granted. But those who have no need to feel guilty are, in...
Songwriting is an art distinct from poetry.