I'm a poet who can whine in meter

If I wasn't writing poems, I'd be washing my hands all the time.

Listen you have to read a book three times before you know it.

My school and my tribe are so poor and sad that we have to study from the same dang books our parents studied from. That is absolutely the saddest thing in the world.

At the halfway point of any drunken night, there is a moment when an Indian realizes he cannot turn back toward tradition and that he has no map to guide him toward the future.

He made me realize that hard work--that the act of finishing, of completing, of accomplishing a task--is joyous

Somebody dies and people eat your food. Funny how that works.

She was in pain and I loved her, sort of loved her, I guess, so I kind of had to love her pain, too.

That's the whole point of life, you know? To meet new people.

The world is divided by two different tribes. The people who are assholes and the people who are not.

We Indians really should be better liars, considering how often we've been lied to.

You should approach each book -- you should approach life -- with the real possibility that you might get a metaphorical boner at any point.

I feel like a carton of eggs holding up an elephant.

I used to sleep with my books in piles all over my bed and sometimes they were the only thing keeping me warm and always the only thing keeping me alive. Books are the best and worst defense.

Humor was an antiseptic that cleaned the deepest of personal wounds.

We only know how to lose and be lost.

Books and beer are the best and worst defense.

When you resort to violence to prove a point, you’ve just experienced a profound failure of imagination.

When it comes to death, we know that laughter and tears are pretty much the same thing.

Your past is a skeleton walking one step behind you, and your future is a a skeleton walking one step in front of you. Maybe you don't wear a watch, but your skeletons do, and they always know what time it is.

I didn't know what to say to her. What do you say to people when they ask how it feels to lose everything? When every planet in your solar system has exploded?

I learned how to stop crying. I learned how to hide inside of myself. I learned how to be somebody else. I learned how to be cold and numb.

If it's fiction, then it better be true.

I think the world is a series of broken dams and floods, and my cartoons are tiny little lifeboats.