I can tell from about 20 yards away when someone has a manuscript for me. I can just tell - they have that look.

I dont walk around chuckling all the time. My outlook is very bleak. Its worse than bleak, its apocalyptic.

The interesting thing about something in the back of your mind is that it can travel pretty far back in your mind.

My work generally tends to be an all-out, 360-degree subversive take on everything, most of all my own notion of myself as a son, father, husband, human being and male in this culture.

Stand-up comedy had an interesting effect on me in terms of how I started to think about constructing things, because I really loved the interstices, the linkages, or lack thereof.

I think of memory as a game, that is as something one engages in with a very profound kind of "playfulness."

You are fiercely heterosexual and well-formed, and it's no one's business that you've shrunk your parents and keep them in a terranium, but you have a gatling gun for a mouth, and if that's a diary you're producing from your cleavage, I'm leaving.