So much of the effort that goes into writing prose for me is about making sentences that capture the music that I'm hearing in my head. It takes a lot of work, writing, writing, and rewriting to get the music exactly the way you want it to be.

My heart and the elevator, a plummet inside a plummet.

When people call something "original," 9 out of 10 times they just don't know the references or original sources involved.

Artists freeze themselves into these weird postures that are meant to be impressive and involving, then they fling them out into the world like Polaroids, and then they move on. And I'm stuck in this intense relationship to the Polaroid.

Apologies aren't something you want to get in the habit of practicing in the mirror

Life is fundamentally up for grabs

It's now expected of me that I will defy expectation, so I really generally seem to be free to write what I want.