A minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection.

We've spent so much time judging what other people created that we've created very, very little of our own.

I wanted to write about the moment when your addictions no longer hide the truth from you. When your whole life breaks down. That's the moment when you have to somehow choose what your life is going to be about.

For the most part my friends can always be more entertaining than the tube ever can be.

The worst part of writing fiction is the fear of wasting your life behind a keyboard. The idea that, dying, you'll realize you only lived on paper. Your only adventures were make-believe, and while the world fought and kissed, you sat in some dark room masturbating and making money.

The truth is, wherever you choose to be, it's the wrong place.

Everyone wants to be tested and challenged. Everyone would like a good, honest fight to exhaust their frustrations.