Fear of Flying

It's only when you're forbidden to talk about the future that you suddenly realize how much the future normally occupies the present.

Sheer bitchiness can be a sort of style.

I want you. I want you. I want you. Anything to avoid saying: I love you.

I'm very dependant. I fall apart regularly.

Dancing is like fucking... it doesn't matter how you look - just concentrate on how you feel.

The zipless fuck is absolutely pure. It is free of ulterior motives. There is no power game. The man is not "taking" and the woman is not "giving." No one is attempting to cuckold a husband or humiliate a wife. No one is trying to prove anything or get anything out of anyone. The zipless fuck is the purest thing there is. And it is rarer than the unicorn. And I have never had one.

I'm just trying to lead my own fucking life if I can manage to find it in all this confusion.

Exceptional people are often called crazy by the ordinary world.

Silence is the bluntest of blunt instruments.

The ultimate sexist put-down: the prick which lies down on the job.

Underneath it all, you longed to be annihilated by love...

Each one an antidote to the one that went before. Each one a reaction, an about-face, a rebound.

Everyone's a little crazy when you get inside their head... it's only a matter of degree.

Pregnancy seemed like a tremendous abdication of control. Something growing inside you which would eventually usurp your life.