Write what you know. Write what you don't know. But most of all, write what you'd rather not know.

Stuff me in a tutu and let's screen experimental videos all day.

This country was built on the backs of dudes who drank on buses. What we do honors them.

No emotion or insight is too small to inflict on the world. Let it all fly. Don't let it eat you from the inside.

I knew I was in the vicinity of a serious lesson, if not about how to live life, then at least how to put some poetry into your craven retreat from it.

The bullshit never ends. That’s the main thing to remember. It never ends.

You could touch for a couple of bucks. The window of the booth went up and you stuck out the bills. They might tell you not to pinch, but I was a stroke type anyway. Some guys, I guess they want to leave a mark. Me, I just like the feel.