I begin to feel like most Americans don't understand the First Amendment, don't understand the idea of freedom of speech, and don't understand that it's the responsibility of the citizen to speak out.

I find that when I am actually writing, I enter a zone of concentration too small to admit my troubles.

There are two things you can't argue in film: comedy and eroticism. If something doesn't make you laugh, no one can tell you why it's funny, and it's difficult to reason someone out of an erection.

And the sexes eyeing each other uneasily, for nothing is easier for a teenager to imagine than rejection.

Horror fans are a particular breed. They analyze films with such detail and expertise that I am reminded of the Canadian literary critic Northrup Frye, who approached literature with similar archetypal analysis.

Resentment is just a way of letting someone else use your mind rent-free.

Why are some people bullied? Because they are different. How? It doesn't matter.