I think America is just so in love with conflict.

You think maybe if you just work harder and faster, you can hold off the chaos, but then one day you’re changing a patio light bulb with a five-year life span and you realize how you’ll only be changing this light maybe ten more times before you’ll be dead.

Maybe we should always assume the worst.

Anytime my work can coax bodily fluids out of someone, I'm happy.

No, none of us seem so very real. We're only supporting characters in the lives of each other. Any real truth, any precious fact will always be lost in a mountain of shattered make-believe.

You see, life only turns out good or bad for only a little bit. And then it turns out some other way.

Optimism is the first symptom that any disease is fatal.