When you don't share your problems, you resent hearing the problems of other people.

So often with beginning writers, the story that they want to start with is the most important story of their life - my molestation, my this, my horrible drug addiction - they want to tell that most important story, and they don't have the skills to tell it yet, so it ends up becoming a comedy. A powerful story told poorly becomes funny, it just makes people laugh behind their hands.

Burn the Louvre, and wipe your ass with the Mona Lisa. This way at least, God would know our names.

History is nothing except monsters or victims. Or witnesses.

Honest is how I want to look. The truth doesn't glitter and shine.

You realize that there's no point in doing anything if nobody's watching. You wonder, if there had been a low turnout at the crucifixion, would they have rescheduled?

Imagine a plague you catch through your ears.