I Make Mistakes. That's What I Do.

I Started Writing About New York As Soon As I Arrived. I Was 19. I Used To Write Short Stories And Send Them Out.

I Know I Have To Do The Right Thing. And The Sooner You Do The Right Thing, The Better. You Get It Over With, And You Don't Have To Worry About It Anymore. But Who Does That In Real Life? Instead, You Procrastinate And Think About It And Put It Off And Think About It Some More Until That One Little Pebble Grows Into A Giant Block Inside Your Head.

You Can Get Used To Anything, I Guess, If You've Been There Enough.

Whoever We Are Here, We Might Be Princesses Somewhere Else. Or Writers. Or Scientists. Or Presidents. Or Whatever The Hell We Want To Be That Everyone Else Says We Can't.

We Hate Guys Who Date More Than One Woman At A Time. I've Always Believed That What's Unacceptable In One Sex Should, By Definition, Be Unacceptable In The Other.