We're all free to chose some people to love, and then do it.

Rehearsals and practice times by myself are like these little islands of 'Okay' in a vast sea of 'Holy Crap!

It's amazing--my parents call everything a discussion. If I were standing across the street, firing a bazooka at my mother, while my father was launching mortar back at me, and Jeffery was charging down the driveway with a grenade in his teeth, my parents would say we should stop having this public "discussion".

Renee was beautiful, but she was my friend now. On the other hand, Annette was my friend, but now she was beautiful. makes about as much sense as anything ever does with girls

But nobody ever tells you in advance when you should concentrate on the good times-that's why you're supposed to do it every day.

And that’s how we live: wandering endlessly, concentrically outward, seeking in others a kindling spark of the love which has long lain, dormant, dark, unstoked in our own deepest souls.