The Last Four Years Of Psychoanalysis Are

We Weren't Meant To Have Futures, We Were Meant To Marry Them. We Weren't Meant To Have Politics, Or Careers That Mattered, Or Opinions, Or Lives; We Were Meant To Marry Them. If You Wanted To Be An Architect, You Married An Architect.

I Don't Think Any Day Is Worth Living Without Thinking About What You're Going To Eat Next At All Times.

I Am Living In The Google Years, No Question Of That. And There Are Advantages To It. When You Forget Something, You Can Whip Out Your Iphone And Go To Google. The Senior Moment Has Become The Google Moment, And It Has A Much Nicer, Hipper, Younger, More Contemporary Sound, Doesn't It? By Handling The Obligations Of The Search Mechanism, You Almost Prove You Can Keep Up.... You Can't Retrieve You Life (unless You're On Wikipedia, In Which Case You Can Retrieve An Inaccurate Version Of It).

When You're Attracted To Someone, It Just Means That Your Subconscious Is Attracted To Their Subconscious, Subconsciously. So What We Think Of As Fate Is Just Two Neuroses Knowing That They Are A Perfect Match. - Sleepless In Seattle

Working As A Journalist Is Exactly Like Being The Wallflower At An Orgy. I Always Seem To Find Myself At A Perfectly Wonderful Event Where Everyone Else Is Having A Marvelous Time, Laughing Merrily, Eating, Drinking, Having Sex In The Back Room, And I Am Standing On The Side Taking Notes On It All.