I'm always trying to reach a transcendent point, a romantic point, but reach it in a really unconventional way, a really profane way. To get to that romantic, touching, heartbreaking place, but through a lot of acts of profanity.

You realize that our mistrust of the future makes it hard to give up the past.

Yes, I kidnapped that Lindberg baby.

The damaged love the damaged. True fact.

A good story should make you laugh, and a moment later break your heart.

A knife, it felt like a knife, and I'd discovered that despite everything that's happened, I still had an endless untapped potential for getting hurt.

We all want to explain ourselves. Nobody wants to be forgotten.