I mean, if Hardee's is urban, I'm not sure I want to see rural.

Dying is the last thing I would EVER do!

That is the fear: I have lost something important, and I cannot find it, and I need it. It is fear like if someone lost his glasses and went to the glasses store and they told him that the world had run out of glasses and he would just have to do without.

I enjoy writing about people falling in love, probably because I think the first time you fall in love is the first time that you have to figure out how you're going to orient your life. What are you going to value? What's going to be most important to you? And I think that's really interesting to write about.

... she called it a paper town. Like, you know, everything so fake and flimsy.

Was it animal pee or human pee? Someone asked. How would I know? What, am I an expert in the study of pee?

Headline?" he asked. "'Swing Set Needs Home,'" I said. "'Desperately Lonely Swing Set Needs Loving Home,'" he said. "'Lonely, Vaguely Pedophilic Swing Set Seeks the Butts of Children,'" I said.