“So, with my zit throbbing like a nightclub, I went to the interview.”

“I was so furious I was actually dizzy with it. There were so many bitchy, sarcastic observations to make, I was having a sarcasm stroke. "My God! You people! You're - you're so stupid you're making my eyeballs throb. They're throbbing, dammit!”

“I glanced at my reflection and forced a smile. It was broken. And I also had the hugest zit ever on my temple.Awesome.”

“I rubbed at my temple, where the zit was gone. It still hurt a little , though, deep under the skin. I hate those zits that burrow underground. You think they've vanished, but no, they just barricade themselves right next to the bone and hurt.”

“Once told by an interviewer, "Everybody would like to be Cary Grant," Grant is said to have replied, "So would I.”

“I close my eyes. My bones sob. Throb. I'm so weary with tryin to hold myself together. Tryin to hold back the darkness.”