Without animals, there would be no humanity. In a world of just people, people will mean nothing . . .

you're a product just as much. a product of a product. the people who design cars, they're products, your teachers, products. the minister in your church, another product.

Beginning with Santa in infancy, and ending with the Tooth Fairy as the child acquires adult teeth. Or, plainly put, beginning with all the possibility of childhood, and ending with an absolute trust in the national currency.

She's so thin she's either dying or rich.

These stories are ghosts, bringing people back from the dead. Just for a moment. For a visit. Every story is a ghost.

The only biodiversity we're going to have left is Coke versus Pepsi. We're landscaping the whole world one stupid mistake at a time.

I remember selling my first short story and thinking, Oh my god, I sold something for fifty dollars! That gives me the authority to say I'm a writer and to actually write more things! It legitimized the activity.