Reading a book, for me at least, is like traveling in someone else's world. If it's a good book, then you feel comfortable and yet anxious to see what's going to happen to you there, what'll be around the next corner. But if it's a lousy book, then it's like going through Secaucus, New Jersey -- it smells and you wish you weren't there, but since you've started the trip, you roll up the windows and breathe through your mouth until you're done.

Krakow is one of my favorite places on earth. It is a medieval city full of young people. A wonderful, striking combination.

Everything you want in life has teeth.

Some people are like blue jeans- the older and more beat up they get, the better they look.

People who truly love us can be divided into two categories: those who understand us, and those who forgive us our worst sins. Rarely do you find someone capable of both.

Just write about what bites you and damn the rest.

I forgive nothing. If you stole my orange crayon in the fifth grade, you're still on my hit list, buddy.