The idea that the reader is important enough to me that I'd tailor my words to either please or offend them always seems amusingly alien to me.

In contrast to how my father treated me, I won't hit him, I won't call him evil, I'll give him affection, and I'll pay attention to him.

I don't regret any of my transgressions, because I believe I paid for them a million times over.

I think my sense of humor is Jewish. I'm smarter than most white people, which is kind of a Jewish thing, too.

I'm alive, happier than I've ever been, and I'm doing exactly what I want.

The criticism that has most consistently bothered me is the allegation that I'm a schlockmeister whose only objective is to shock people.

I've noticed that if you spend ten years without shooting dope, people consider you an ex-junkie, but one never is considered an 'ex-woman-beater.'