All the crap that we've encumbered our lives with, it's really meaningless.

Since the beginning of time, every child on the planet has endeavored to please their parents.

Writing is a lonely job, unless you're a drinker, in which case you always have a friend within reach.

All the crap that we've encumbered our lives with, it's really meaningless.

We are all wonderful, beautiful wrecks. That's what connects us-that we're all broken, all beautifully imperfect.

In making certain things easier for people, technology has actually demotivated people from using their brains. We have all these devices that keep us connected, and yet we’re more disconnected than ever before. Why is that?

People are beautiful wrecks.