My books are always about someone obtaining a power to replace the previous sort of power that they held.

Parents are like God because you wanna know they're out there, and you want them to think well of you, but you really only call when you need something.

Why is it you feel like a dope if you laugh alone, but that's usually how you end up crying?

I try to forget about the expectation that's out there and the audience listening for the next thing so that I'm not trying to please them. I've spent a huge amount of time not communicating with those folks and denying that they exist.

We went sailing one time, and he wore a Speedo, and any smart woman should know that means bisexual at least.

Give me lust, baby. Flash. Give me malice. Flash. Give me detached existentialist ennui. Flash. Give me rampant intellectualism as a coping mechanism. Flash.

Just each of us being me, me, me first. The murderer, the victim, the witness each of us thinks our role is the lead. Probably that goes for anybody in the world.