I suppose home is, for me, more of a state of mind. It's really more of about being where I want to be with people I care about.

I like, though, that people have a hunger to connect with other people. They're desperate to know that you're not lying to them or misleading them.

I was struck with a bolt of distilled horror like I have never known before. Far worse than suddenly finding yourself walking through a prison cafeteria wearing Daisy Duke shorts and a Jane Fonda headband.

and she's a nurse. do you know how hard nursing school is? it's like medical school. so she's obviously smart.

We were young. We were bored. And the old electroshock therapy machine was just under the stairs in a box next to the Hoover.

His laugh is made if porch swings and lemonade

My window fogs and this makes me feel like there is no world outside of the car.