A remarkable thing about me is that the time that elapses between a sad thought and a flood of tears is three or four seconds.

Whenever I wanted to talk to anyone on the East Coast, it was way too late. Living three hours behind was one thing I complained about. The other thing, of course, was just that there were no seasons. I would complain about that too. Just tons of complaining, man, early on. I can't believe I'm still friends with the people I was friends with when I first started in LA.

I find it very sad that so many girls who look up to me are young women of color who have been told that they are ugly, and who feel that they are not normal...I think it's so important that women look like me find that they can be beautiful or objects of love, attention and affection.

Maybe the point is that any marriage is work, but you may as well pick work that you like.

I just have my characters say my controversial opinions and then hide behind them.

I have such a rich fantasy life, I can't help it. I do make up a lot of romantic stories in my head.

Writing, at its heart, is a solitary pursuit, designed to make people depressoids, drug addicts, misanthropes, and antisocial weirdos.