I believe in God. Maybe not the Catholic God or even the Christian one because I have a hard time seeing any God as elitist. I also have a hard time believing that anything that created rain forests and oceans and an infinite universe would, in the same process, create something as unnatural as humanity in its own image. I believe in God, but not as a he or she or an it, but as something that defines my ability to conceptualize within the rather paltry frames of reference I have on hand.

Don't get me wrong, I love literary fiction. It's faux literary fiction I can't stand.

There's something ugly about the flawless.

The world according to Bubba is simple - if it aggravates you, stop it. By whatever means necessary.

There are so many more important things to worry about than how you're perceived by strangers.

I sort of play golf because a lot of my friends are into it, but I'm awful - my handicap is about six or seven thousand.

You've learned that every good lie is threaded with truth and every accepted truth leaks lies.