Ironic people always dissolve when confronted with earnestness, it's their kryptonite

I can't think of anything more crushing than slowly, over time, realizing exactly how wrong you were about someone.

I ached once, hard, like a period typed at the end of a sentence.

I have four or five ideas that just keep floating around and I want to kind of just let one - like a beautiful butterfly, let it land somewhere.

To pretend to be calm is to be calm, in a way.

There's no app for a bourbon buzz on a warm day in a cool, dark bar. The world will always want a drink.

I feel myself trying to be charming, and then I realize I’m obviously trying to be charming, and then I try to be even more charming to make up for the fake charm, and then I’ve basically turned into Liza Minnelli: I’m dancing in tights and sequins, begging you to love me. There’s a bowler and jazz hands and lots of teeth.