I'm sorry if this all seems a little rushed and desperate. It is.

When a regular person gets sick, they take an aspirin. When a writer gets sick, they take notes.

We're the culture that cried wolf.

Every time we burn a gallon of gas or an acre of rain forest, aren't we killing the future to preserve the present?

You spend your entire life becoming God and then you die.

Just let yourself be broken and humiliated. Just your whole life, keep telling people, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

At the last minute, I couldn't wear the Hitler mustache because Tiger Stripe ate it; and then I didn't want to take my kitty and risk his coughing up some big Nazi hairball on someone's front stoop.