Like that lightning that comes out of the blue when there's not even a storm going on, just a crazy crack in the sky. With something like that right in front of you, you can't help but feel there's new possibilities out there.

As much as some people would like to believe, for their own peace of mind, that the appearance of evil in this world had a clean cause, the truth was never that simple.

Dad's Theory of Arrogance--that everyone always assumes they're the Principal Character of Desire and/or Loathing in everybody else's Broadway Play.

I'm not afraid of total failure. In the end, we're all just food for worms, so what are we so worried about?

In college I studied '60s and '70s radicalism, student activism, forms of political violence, groups like the Weathermen, the Black Panthers, the Symbionese Liberation Army, the New Left.

It’s got to be some kind of cult. Anyone offers you Kool-Aid or a hot shower, say no.

I hate how the people who really get you are the ones you can never hold on to for very long. And the ones who don’t understand you at all stick around.