I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me because of the fact I haven't got any true friends! I'm fine the way I am.

Do not feel sorry for me if I am gone.

To all my nonbelieving, sort-of-believing, and used-to-be-believing friends: I feel like I should begin with a confession. I am sorry that so often the biggest obstacle to God has been Christians.

To be a true artist, I have to be true to who I am now and write that way.

You know that you're a true friend when somebody says "But what about that wart on the end of his nose?" and your honest response is "What wart?". You see true friends accept you for what you are, wart and all.

I was raised with my mother saying over and over again to me, “If your friends jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge, would you follow them?” One time, I finally answered her, “yes, I would as a matter of fact.” It was then that I realized who my true friends were.