Life: I'll Never Understand It.

Young People These Days Don't Trust Anything At All. They Want To Be Free.

You Can Hide As Cleverly As You Like, But In The Final Analysis Mimicry Is Deception, Pure And Simple. It Doesn't Solve A Thing.

Silence, I Discover, Is Something You Can Actually Hear.

The Passage Of Time Will Usually Extract The Venom Of Most Things And Render Them Harmless

There's Not Much You Can Do About Time - It Just Keeps On Passing. But Experience? Don't Tell Me That. I'm Not Proud Of It, But I Don't Have Any Sexual Desire. And What Sort Of Experience Can A Writer Have If She Doesn't Feel Passion? It'd Be Like A Chef Without An Appetite.