Everything Is Still Falling Apart.

The Cancer I Don't Have Is Everywhere Now.

If Your Body Is A Temple, You Can Pile Up Too Much Deferred Maintenance. If Your Body Is A Temple, Mine Was A Real Fixer-upper.

If I Can't Be Beautiful, I Want To Be Invisible.

You Can Tell A More Over-the-top Incredible Story If You Use A Nonfiction Form.

Do You Remember When You Were 10 Or 11 Years Old And You Really Thought Your Folks Were The Best? They Were Completely Omniscient And You Took Their Word For Everything. And Then You Got Older And You Went Through This Hideous Age When Suddenly They Were The Devil, They Were Bullies, And They Didn't Know Anything.