When you're big you don't need a reason to sweat. You don't, right? My friends cannot grab a hold of this concept. They come up to me all the time like Jeez! What have you been doing? What are ya jumpin rope in the attic?! Well, I peeled an orange.. about an hour ago. Why, what's up?

Once a year my back will go out and it'll be... it's like a sciatic thing and it's the smallest thing. Like I could be leaning over the sink to brush my teeth in a weird way and it happens.

You think school ends when it ends, but it doesn't.

Every time you make a decision, you mess with someone's life.

When Art becomes a Science it is no longer an Art.

Thanksgiving, man. Not a good day to be my pants.

Sometimes I make my life a living hell by writing complex stories with complex characters. But I love it.