People fall so in love with their pain, they can’t leave it behind. The same as the stories they tell. We trap ourselves.

I figure if Eve could get us into this mess, I could get us out. After all, God really likes to see a go-getter.

You know how both life and porno movies end. The only difference is life starts with the orgasm.

your handwriting. the way you walk. which china pattern you choose. it's all giving you away. everything you do shows your hand. everything is a self portrait. everything is a diary.

You know, the condom is the glass slipper of our generation. You slip it on when you meet a stranger. You dance all night, then you throw it away.

I am the child of a lunatic. Not a child of God.

Which is worse, hell or nothing?