And one of the things I noticed pretty early on in art school was that my classmates had no notion of an audience. Right? I mean, growing up with the mother that I did, I learned that when you walk into the dry cleaners, there's an audience waiting for you. You know, maybe it's just the person behind the counter.

Everyone looks retarded once you set your mind to it.

I think it's good to have the alone time. Well, I kind of have to, because I have to be alone in order to work, so I have alone time. And then I go on tour and I have being-around-people time.

Writing gives you the illusion of control, and then you realize it's just an illusion, that people are going to bring their own stuff into it.

It is funny the things that run through your mind when you're sitting in your underpants in front of a pair of strangers.

I've always been very upfront about the way I write, and I've always used the tools humorists use, such as exaggeration.

I needed to temper (my dad's) enthusiasm a bit (about attending Princeton), and so I announced that I would be majoring in patricide...My mom was actually jealous.