Happiness is a strange word. So conclusive. Happiness is a thing that happens for a moment.

I like to have a project. I live to have something to waste my energy on, something to think about. To figure out like a puzzle.

I'm 51. So I'm just saying, 30 years from now you're going to have a different outlook. That's what a midlife crisis is.

I was coming to be an adult, the AIDS epidemic happened. Moving to New York, watching that unfold, and watching the activism around that... it was complete chaos of life, and then this horrific non-response from the powers that be. There was a lot of misery and sadness tied up in that.

I'm looking at the window and can't understand why there are six hundred thousand SUVs here in this little town. No one can even move. Why doesn't everyone just get out and walk?

Happiness is a strange word. So conclusive. Happiness is a thing that happens for a moment.

In my mid-age I do feel more at peace - not with the world, but with myself.