All families are psychotic. Everybody has basically the same family - it's just reconfigured slightly different from one to the next.

Negative? Moi? I think realistic might be a better word. You mean to tell me we can drive all the way here from L.A. and see maybe ten thousand square miles of shopping malls, and you don't have maybe just the weentsiest inkling that something, somewhere has gone very very cuckoo?

Here's my theory about meetings and life: the three things you can't fake are erections, competence and creativity.

It's not healthy to live life as a succession of isolated little cool moments.

It's very strange that most people don't care if their knowledge of their family history only goes back three generations.

Being asked what animal you'd like to be is a trick question; you're already an animal.

Las Vegas is a SimCity game gone horribly wrong.