She drank a glass of wine and looked for something new to ruin with her lack of talent.

Discovering the 'impossible' ending to a new book makes me sick with joy and relief.

People fall so in love with their pain, they can’t leave it behind. The same as the stories they tell. We trap ourselves.

If you're not drunk and half naked by this point, you're not paying attention.

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.

What they don't teach you in art school is how your whole life is about discovering who you already were.

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