My last sort of crisis was about overcoming the people who were more interested in what I had done than what I was doing in the present.

Because I am so intensely identified with opinion and analysis and contextualization, I think I just need, for my own psychological benefit, a small island in which I can stand and say, 'I'm going to sit this one out.'

An uprising of the reasonable is our only chance.

If you're a baseball fan and you don't know what BP is, you're working in a mine without one of those helmets with the lights on it.

All the things that people like me supposedly don't do, I do.

The world bursts at the seams with people ready to tell you you're not good enough. On occasion, some may be correct. But do not do their work for them. Seek any job; ask anyone out; pursue any goal. Don't take it personally when they say 'no' - they may not be smart enough to say 'yes.'

What's the difference between a hockey mom and a mass turkey-murdering machine? Looks like about 15 feet.