It's funny how the beauty of art has so much more to do with the frame than the artwork itself.

It's interesting because when David Fincher was making "Fight Club," he said, "It's a romance." And it really is. Almost everything I ever write is just a romance. And that needed to be sort of pointed up at the end of "Fight Club." The film has a very different ending than the book does.

Maybe this is why Misty loved him. Loved you. Because you believed in her so much more than she did. You expected more from her than she did from herself.

When you're an addict, you can go without feeling anything except drunk or stoned or hungry. Still, when you compare this to other feelings, to sadness, anger, fear, worry, despair, and depression, well, an addiction no longer looks so bad. It looks like a very viable option.

It's nice to see something more pathetic than I feel right now.

To repeat, the way you get to the huge, impossible yes is, you start collecting a lot of easy, small yeses.

I would pay snakes to bite her.