At times, I feel America is something that I can actually put my arms around, more than a land mass and a Constitution, something far more containable and understandable. I don't exactly know what it is, but at these times I feel completely woven into it.

Somewhere, someone isn’t impressed by your looks. Not all men jump through the hoops of your fire. You’re unbelievably boring to more people than you’ll ever know.

My understanding of first-degree murder is that premeditation needs to be proven.

Anyone who wants to help me doesn't. Anyone who wants to kill me might. Anyone who wants to love me better not.

Texas is a hotbed of insanely good bands and musicians.

It is very difficult to tell Americans that they can't do something.

I thought I was gonna be in the minimum-wage working world all my life.