As the stupidest person in the room, I always had the most to gain.

The only thing that separates us from the animals... is we have pornography.

A hotel, he told me, was a big house where a lot of people lived and ate and slept, but no one knew each other. He said that described most families in the outside world.

And it [Fight Club novel] was written so general that my father thought I was writing about his father, and my boss thought I was writing about his boss. People really put themselves, you know, in the shoes of the narrator.

At first, the new owner pretends he never looked at the living room floor.

Picture the moment when your mom and dad first saw you as something other than a pretty, tiny version of them. You as them, but improved. Better educated. Innocent. Then picture when you stopped being their dream.

Just for the record, she still loves you. She wouldn't bother to torture you if she didn't.