Over the years your bodies become walking autobiographies, telling friends and strangers alike of the minor and major stresses of your lives.
I was sick of cars driving right past me.
I like to play blackjack. I'm not addicted to gambling, I'm addicted to sitting in a semi-circle.
You're dealing with the demon of external validation. You can't beat external validation. You want to know why? Because it feels sooo good.
I know that you believe that you understood what you think I said, but I am not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant.
I used to think that the brain was the most wonderful organ in my body. Then I realized who was telling me this.
We are always in search of the redeeming formula, the crystallizing thought.