It's funny how you never think about the women you've had. It's always the ones who get away that you can't forget.

Going to work just looked crazy. Eating another meal, ever, made about as much sense as planting tulip bulbs in the shadow of a falling atom bomb.

We've taken the world apart but we have no idea what to do with the pieces.

With the novels, I usually start from something in my own life that I can't resolve, so I turn it into a metaphor and for months or sometimes years I'll exhaust all of my emotional reaction to this issue by making it enormous on the page.

The only reason why we ask other people how their weekend was is so we can tell them about our own weekend.

If you ask me, reincarnation is just another way to procrastinate.

You couldn't have small, dying children in a movie without really bringing everyone down, but you can in comics.