I Am Going To The Bad Place,

New York Is Breaking My Heart. I’ve Often Said That It’s Like Having A Really Interesting Boyfriend Suddenly Becoming Really, Really Into Wine, And Having To Have Endless Conversations About It.

We’re Creatures Of Contact Regardless Of Whether/ We Kiss Or We Wound. Still, We Must Come Together.

You Can't Win All The Contests And Then Lose At One Contest And Say, 'why Am I Not Winning This Contest As Well?' It's Random. So Truthfully, Again, Do I Wish It Weren't Me? Absolutely. I Still Can't Make That Logistic Jump To Thinking There's A Reason Why It Shouldn't Be Me.

Almost Any Age Is Better Than Twenty-two.

There Is Nothing So Cleansing Or Reassuring As A Vicarious Sadness.