We read the weird tales in newspapers to crowd out the even weirder stuff inside us.

Intimacy is the capacity to be rather weird with someone - and finding that that's ok with them.

There's a whole category of people who miss out by not allowing themselves to be weird enough.

To look at the paper is to raise a seashell to one's ear and to be overwhelmed by the roar of humanity.

Never too late to learn some embarrassingly basic, stupidly obvious things about oneself.

People are strange . . .