What is going to happen in the course of my day that will be an improvement over lying on something very soft, underneath something very warm, wearing only underwear, doing absolutely nothing, all by myself?

That's like comparing apples with hermaphroditic ground sloths.

Mostly, we argued about who which of us was better at arguing, and particularly about who had won the previous argument.

The essays are different because ultimately it's things I'm interested in, and I'm really just writing about myself and using those subjects as a prism.

Americans have become conditioned to believe the world is a gray place without absolutes; this is because we're simultaneously both cowardly and arrogant. We don't know the answers, so we assume they must not exist.

It was the kind of love you can only feel toward someone you don't actually know.

I'm good at being by myself. I guess if you're a writer you get used to that.