I'm working harder than I have ever worked in my entire life, but what the hell, my life is my job now, and my job is my life and that's the way it should be.

Give me rampant intellectualism as a coping mechanism.

You realize that our mistrust of the future makes it hard to give up the past.

Self improvement is masturbation.

That’s the American Dream: to make your life into something you can sell.

When you're thinking about the rest of your life, you're never really thinking more than a couple years down the road.

If you knew that your life was merely a phase or short, short segment of your entire existence, how would you live? Knowing nothing 'real' was at risk, what would you do? You'd live a gigantic, bold, fun, dazzling life. You know you would. That's what the ghosts want us to do - all the exciting things they no longer can.