All my life I'd gone for women who were a little off.

To me, God is like this happy bus driver.

I think there's a phenomenon of people who want to be around something that seems "dangerous." It makes them feel more real.

Junkies are liars. They have to be professionally.

I always tell myself, when I remember the non-stop self-generated hell party that used to be my life, I wouldn't be here if I didn't go there.

How do you write when you're not miserable? The solution, of course, is to make yourself miserable about not writing.

All my life I'd gone for women who were a little off.