If I thought that what I'm doing when I write is expressing myself, I'd junk the typewriter. Writing is a much more complicated activity that that.
I am alternately very gregarious - very sociable - and then very solitary.
Being offended is a natural consequence of leaving the house.
People (a group that in my opinion has always attracted an undue amount of attention) have often been likened to snowflakes. This analogy is meant to suggest that each is unique - no two alike. This is quite patently not the case. People, even at the current rate of inflation - in fact, people especially at the current rate of inflation - are quite simply a dime a dozen. And, I hasten to add, their only similarity to snowflakes resides in their invariably and lamentable tendency to turn, after a few warm days, to slush.
If you are a dog and your owner suggests that you wear a sweater suggest that he wear a tail.
As a teenager you are at the last stage in your life when you will be happy to hear that the phone is for you.
I never took hallucinogenic drugs because I never wanted my consciousness expanded one unnecessary iota.
God does not want to make us comfortable as much as He wants to make us comfort-able - to take the comfort that we receive and share it with others.
Sex is still the leading cause of pregnancy.
That is another theme in the book [Dreams from My Father]. How do we exercise more empathy in our public discourse? How do we get the black to see through the eyes of the white? Or the citizen to see through the eyes of the immigrant? Or the straight to see through the eyes of the gay? That has always been a struggle in our politics.
When one has made his demands upon the Universal, he must be ready for surprises. Everything may seem to be going wrong, when in reality, it is going right.