I wanted to call a time out, to demand that everybody just STOP until I could understand everything.

I think it's wonderful when a love story begins with a great deal of romance and affection, passion and excitement, that's how it should be. But I don't necessarily know that it's the wisest thing in the world to expect that it ends there, or that it should, 30 years down the road, still look as it did on the night of your first kiss.

Why are we so driven to understand, when there is so much that can't be understood?

I know you despise me; allow me to say, it is because you do not understand me.

We all need to slow down and go to acupuncture.

Even if I don't want to slow down, I'm slowing down.