Sometimes, I think the only art left for us is slowly peeling the label off a beer bottle while somebody tells you about a dream they had.

I am about as detailed as a shadow.

Cartoonist was the weirdest name I finally let myself have. I would never say it. When I heard it I silently thought, what an awful word.

If I had had me for a student I would have thrown me out of class immediately.

The histories of vampires and people are not so different, really. How many of us can honestly see our own reflection?

The library was open for one hour after school let out. I hid there, looking at art books and reading poetry.

When an attractive but ALOOF ("cool") man comes along, there are some of us who offer to shine his shoes with our underpants. There are thousands of scientific concepts as to why this is so, and yes, yes, it's very sick but none of this helps.