She hadn't been given the proper tools to make a real life with, she decided, that was it. She'd been given a can of gravy and a hairbrush and told, "There you go." -- Willing

You know, I'm just a very boring, not very funny person in person. I don't feel pressured to be otherwise.

Basically, I realized I was living in that awful stage of life between twenty-six to and thirty-seven known as stupidity. It's when you don't know anything, not even as much as you did when you were younger, and you don't even have a philosophy about all the things you don't know, the way you did when you were twenty or would again when you were thirty-eight.

If I retain any freshness of approach, it's by going slowly having long intervals between finished projects.

Nothing's a joke with me. It just all comes out like one.

One had to build shelters. One had to make pockets and live inside them.

Don't make your own life your project in your own life: total waste of time.