Mothers are great. They outlast everything. But when they're bad, they're the worst thing that can happen.

I always felt the Jewish part more. In fact, growing up I felt like a Jew among WASPs. My brother is more decidedly Waspy.

I was born imagining myself with an apron on, with pies cooling on the window sill and babies crying upstairs. I thought that all that stuff would somehow anchor me to the planet, that it was the weight I needed to keep from just flying off into space.

Drugs made me feel more normal.

My life is like a lone, forgotten Q-Tip in the second-to-last drawer.

Ambition is exhausting. It makes you friends with people for the wrong reasons, just like drugs.

Revenge may not be a particularly high consciousness-oriented activity.