Deliver me from Swedish furniture. Deliver me from clever art. And the phone rang and Tyler answered. "If you don't know what you want," the doorman said, "you end up with a lot you don't." May I never be complete. May I never be content. May I never be perfect. Deliver me, Tyler, from being perfect and complete.

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

I think America is just so in love with conflict.

You gain power by pretending to be weak. By contrast, you make people feel strong. You save people by letting them save you.

I know this because Tyler knows this.

Most of the laugh tracks on television were recorded in the early 1950’s. These days, most of the people you hear laughing are dead.

You cannot be the person they know and the great, glorious person you want to become. Not at the same time.