If you don't know what you want, you end up with a lot you don't.

I don't care what they do with my book so long as the flippin check clears.

Sometimes the past seems too big for the present to hold.

The trick to forgetting the big picture is to look at everything close-up.

The answer is there is no answer.

Every woman is just a different kind of problem.

Masochism is a valuable job skill.

More and more, it feels like I'm doing a really bad impersonation of myself.

When did the future switch from being a promise to a threat?

Give me rampant intellectualism as a coping mechanism.

Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head.

I wanted to write about the moment when your addictions no longer hide the truth from you. When your whole life breaks down. That's the moment when you have to somehow choose what your life is going to be about.

A minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection.

Sometimes you do something, and you get screwed. Sometimes it's the things you don't do, and you get screwed.

I used to work in a funeral home to feel good about myself, just the fact that I was breathing.

If I could wake up in a different place, at a different time, could I wake up as a different person?

Where would Jesus be if no one had written the gospels?

You are not a beautiful, unique snowflake... This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

Our Generation has had no Great war, no Great Depression. Our war is spiritual. Our depression is our lives.

You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. To be or not to be.

Did perpetual happiness in the Garden of Eden maybe get so boring that eating the apple was justified?

People don't want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. Their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messed cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.

No matter how much you think you love somebody, you'll step back when the pool of their blood edges up too close.

What we don't understand we can make mean anything.