I'm human. That's how humans spend their time, doing shitty things.

I don't believe in Heaven or anything. But I want to be the kind of person that qualifies for entry anyway.

Definitely avoid going out with ugly girls who say they want to be models. Not because they're ugly, but because they're mad".

We all spend so much time not saying what we want, because we know we can't have it. And because it sounds ungracious, or ungrateful, or disloyal, or childish, or banal. Or because we're so desperate to pretend that things are OK, really, that confessing to ourselves they're not looks like a bad move. Go on, say what you want. ... Whatever it is, say it to yourself. The truth will set you free. Either that or it'll get you a punch in the nose. Surviving in whatever life you're living means lying, and lying corrodes the soul, so take a break from the lies for just one minute.

Like all books that have that kind of momentum, it starts from word of mouth.

If you really wanted to mess me up, you should have got to me earlier.

I'd thought I'd live with my wife, but I couldn't find one.