If you are any kind of an artist, then validation . . . can be a result, but you're going to do the work anyway.

I always used to reach for the cigarette when the phone rang, and I figured nobody would ever call me in Tokyo. The time difference is so profound it's, like, already September in Tokyo, and I figured nobody would be able to work it out.

I giggled out loud at his stupidity. If anyone knew how to make a bed, it was a faggot.

What can you say about the family who is suing the railroad after their drunk son was killed walking on the tracks? Trains don't normally sneak up on people. Unless they've derailed, you pretty much know where to find them.

They're hungry for something they know nothing about, but we, we know all too well that the price of fame is the loss of privacy.

Jeremy, Good luck on your first marriage.

I think it just has to do with getting older and getting better at what it was I was doing, and that I could take something small and kind of take my time with it. I think actually what that has to do with is I quit drinking. Before that I told myself I could only drink if I was - if I was writing, I had to be drinking. So I was on a timer, because eventually you get too drunk to write.