You're breaking out of character, again.

I'm never a fan of the sociopathic kind of reviewing, people who are sort of self-immolating and have social problems or whatever, and let it out in literary-criticism form. I just feel like book reviewing should be respectful and calm and not filled with bile.

You invite things to happen. You open the door. You inhale. And if you inhale the chaos, you give the chaos, the chaos gives back.

I'm better than you think. I'm even better than I think I am.

I am a bike enthusiast; there's a certain amount of romance to bikes. They're both beautiful and utilitarian.

You might not be able to operate your own Learjet and have an unlimited expense account, but if you have a reasonable expectation for a print-based product, whether it's a newspaper or a magazine, you can certainly exist.

She pulls away, pats me on the shoulder with three mini-pats, like those used to pet reptiles.