Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer, maybe self-destruction is the answer.

The joke is, we all have the same punchline.

I'm really glad that I spent my twenties messing around and having disaster after disaster - with people who were doing likewise - because it's really my greatest treasure now.

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.

Regret, Daisy knew, was the only confirmation of a well-lived life. If you didn't occasionally go too far, you weren't going anywhere.

Your past is just a story. And once you realize this it has no power over you.

Isn't a kid alive who doesn't dream about rewarding her folks, or punishing them.