Writing is like sex, if it's difficult you're not doing it right.

Why should I believe any of this?' It happens that fast. I say, because I think I like you. Marla says, 'Not love?' This is a cheesy enough moment, I say. Don't push it.

It is a hundred-year-old witch book, bound in human skin and probably written in ancient cum...YOU lick it!

Some mythological fat asswipe drives our national economy.

Screenwriters get paid a hell of a lot more money but their level of frustration seems to be so high that I don't want that.

I want out of the labels. I don't want my whole life crammed into a single word. A story. I want to find something else, unknowable, some place to be that's not on the map. A real adventure.' A spinx. A mystery. A blank. Unknown. Undefined.

Nevertheless, if you ask me, most people have children just as their own enthusiasm about life begins to wane. A child allows us to revisit the excitement we once felt about, well... everything. A generation later, our grandkids bump up our enthusiasm yet again. Reproducing is a kind of booster shot to keep us loving life.