There is a drunkenness to grief, which is good.

Grief and memory go together. After someone dies, that's what you're left with. And the memories are so slippery yet so rich.

[Mills hired him because of the actor's willingness to be vulnerable, and for Pucci's apparent good looks.] Lou has a fragile, effeminate face. But he's totally straight, ... And Justin isn't gay, but he's not macho, either. He's in that weird land in between.

My experience, with both my parents, is that grief has a lot of down, sad things, but I was also really emotionally raw, in the first year after each of them passed. Flowers smelled more intensely, my relationships were hotter, and I was more willing to risk. I was going for it a lot more. I was 'unsober' and I wasn't playing by my rules.

You're not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on.

I assure you, my friends, I am cone sold stober.