There’s no grand plan. All I know is that I write the books I want to write. All that other stuff is meaningless to me.

I come to a red light, tempted to go through it, then stop once I see a billboard sign that I don’t remember seeing and I look up at it. All it says is 'Disappear Here' and even though it’s probably an ad for some resort, it still freaks me out a little and I step on the gas really hard and the car screeches as I leave the light.

I feel like I'm not smart enough to answer the questions I'm asked.

Our lives are not all interconnected. That theory is a crock. Some people truly do not need to be here.

No one ever likes the right person.

Are you as much of a criminal if you don't act when there's a crime taking place in front of you as you are one of the participants? That was something that I was thinking about a lot because there are many moments in 'Less Than Zero' where horrific things happen and Clay could do something about them, but his passivity stops him.

Fear never shows up and the party ends early.