You could go church and you could describe your worst behavior, your worst self, and despite your worst behavior you would be forgiven and then redeemed and then accepted back into the community through communion. So you didn't have to carry this burden your entire life. Once a week you went someplace you went someplace where you could really look terrible and be loved despite how terrible you were.

You realize you have no control over how you're perceived.

When you go out with a drunk, you’ll notice how a drunk fills your glass so he can empty his own. As long as you’re drinking, drinking is okay. Two’s company. Drinking is fun. If there’s a bottle, even if your glass isn’t empty, a drunk, he’ll pour a little in your glass before he fills his own. This only looks like generosity.

Have your adventures, make your mistakes, and choose your friends poorly -- all these make for great stories.

Parents are like God because you wanna know they're out there, and you want them to think well of you, but you really only call when you need something.

I'm fascinated by the whole issue of arousal addiction, which seems to be mostly a problem for young men.

There are worse things you can do to the people you love than kill them. The regular way is just to watch the world do it. Just read the newspaper.