Carrie Fisher

Now, I’m certainly not asking anyone to feel bad for me or suggest that my existence could be described as a predicament of some kind.

that there’s a lid for every pot

Years ago, there were tribes that roamed the earth, and every tribe had a magic person. Well, now, as you know, all the tribes have dispersed, but every so often you meet a magic person, and every so often, you meet someone from your tribe. Which is how I felt when I met Paul Simon

I just have basically too much personality for one person and not quite enough for two.

You know how most illnesses have symptoms you can recognize? Like fever, upset stomach, chills, whatever. Well, with manic-depression, it’s sexual promiscuity, excessive spending, and substance abuse—and that just sounds like a fantastic weekend in Vegas to me