"Every time I’ve spoken to you you’ve never spoken back. Although, given our mutual disdain, I can’t blame you for the silent treatment. Perhaps I’m speaking to the wrong audience. [To Satan.] Can you hear me? Are you even capable of language, or do you only understand depravity? […] There is no solace above or below. Only us, small, solitary, striving, battling one another. I pray to myself, for myself.”
'part time love'
I love celebrity encounters. The best was in a hotel in London.
I was in the lobby and saw Lucy Liu. She’s, like, this tall. She looked up at me and saw a tag sticking out the back of my sweater. She reached up, tucked it in, and said, ‘Now you’re perfect.’
I would die on a battlefield for Lucy Liu."