Well, if you die... that's a bummer...

When it rains it pours, they say. My guess is that its those damned English terrorists with their weather machine, trying to ruin our fun.

Well, I mean...there are certainly worse things to be called

We're all a little broken. We're all a little twisted. We're all less than we could be or want to be.

Dearest, I feel certain I am going mad again. I feel we can't go through another of these terrible times. And I shan't recover this time. I begin to hear voice…

When Marilyn Monroe got out of the game, I wrote something like, 'Southern California's special horror notwithstanding, if the world offered nothing, nowhere t…

If they had said that the sun or the moon had gone out of the heavens, it could not have struck me with the idea of a more awful and dreary blank in creation t…