A Man Who Finishes A Book Is

Everybody Dies. There’s Nothing You Can Do About It. Whether Or Not You Eat Six Almonds A Day. Whether Or Not You Believe In God. (although There’s No Question A Belief In God Would Come In Handy. It Would Be Great To Think There’s A Plan, And That Everything Happens For A Reason. I Don’t Happen To Believe That. And Every Time One Of My Friends Says To Me, “everything Happens For A Reason,” I Would Like To Smack Her.)

I Actually Believe In Denial.

Lesbianism Has Always Seemed To Me An Extremely Inventive Response To A Shortage Of Men, But Otherwise Not Worth The Trouble.

We All Look Good For Our Age. Except For Our Necks.

It's So Interesting That We Think We Know The Rules To This Game, This Total Hypothetical Game Called, "would You," "if You Had It To Do Over." It's Not Out There.