The Apologizer Bunny keeps going and going and going.

I don't mind being regarded as perverted and unnatural, but I would die if people thought I was a Democrat.

Any hope that America would finally grow up vanished with the rise of fundamentalist Christianity. Fundamentalism, with its born-again regression, its pink-and-gold concept of heaven, its literal-mindedness, its rambunctious good cheer... its anti-intellectualism... its puerile hymns... and its faith-healing... are made to order for King Kid America.

True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories.

Writers who have nothing to say always strain for metaphors to say it in.

The nice thing about Southerners is the way we enjoy our neuroses.

Time has lost all meaning in that nightmare alley of the Western world known as the American mind.