“Sometimes life is a series of obstacles, a matter of putting one foot in front of the other.”

Cheap as chips, cheap as chips, it’s a British expression. There’s no couture in their darling.

Somewhere in this world is a man who loves you, who understands how precious and clever and kind you are.

I see all this talent, all this…this energy and brightness and…potential. Yes. Potential. And I cannot for the life of me see how you can be content to live this tiny life.

They began to tune up, and suddenly the auditorium was filled with a single sound.

And I don’t want to look at you every day, to see you naked,to watch you wandering around the annexe in your crazy dresses and not…not be able to do what I want with you.

If I don’t cry while writing a key emotional scene, my gut feeling is it’s failed.

Real friends were the kind where you pick up where you’d left off, whether it be a week since you’d seen each other or two years.

All I can say is that you make me… you make me into someone I couldn’t even imagine.

“I’m fine. I just…I don’t want to go in just yet. I just want to sit and not have to think about…I just…want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.

I thought, briefly, that I would never feel as intensely connected to the world, to another human being, as I did at that moment.

Because even if the whole world was throwing rocks at you, if you still had your mother or father at your back, you’d be okay.

That old hangover is just toying with you, working out when to bite.

“What if I like watching television? What if I don’t want to do much else other than read a book?”.

“What if I’m tired when I get home? What if I don’t fill my days with frenetic activity?” “But one day you might wish you had.”

The most alive, three-dimensional thing I had ever heard. It made the hairs on my skin stand up, my breath catch in my throat….

You have all grown up expecting things to go your way almost instantaneously.

In terms of the sort of class, and the sort of snobby, slightly on the back-foot thing Britain has. But it’s much more prevalent in America.

Fear is good. In the right degree it prevents us from making fools of ourselves. But in the wrong measure it prevents us from fully living.

A girl is Innocence playing in the mud, Beauty standing on its head, and Motherhood dragging a doll by the foot.

If you build a 50-foot wall, you’ll soon be confronted with a 51-foot ladder.

I dated Siamese twins, I slept with Big Foot, too. Get me on Sally Jesse, put me on Donahue.

Yeah, we shot ourselves in the foot right out of the gate.

It’s so ridiculous to see a golfer with a one foot putt and everybody is saying “Shhh” and not moving a muscle.

I was crawling around inside of her. She was a church pianist. My dad was a brilliant singer. I was hearing it.