You can knock down kingdoms on a whim. What you need is someone to make sure you don't get hit by a carriage when you cross the street.

My name's Jean Tannen, and I'm the ambush.

When the sky’s falling, I take shelter under bullshit.

Any man can fart in a closed room and say that he commands the wind

I think it’s fairly common for writers to be afflicted with two simultaneous yet contradictory delusions, the burning certainty that we’re unique geniuses, and the constant fear that we’re witless frauds who are speeding toward epic failure.

There are only three people in life you can never fool--pawnbrokers, whores, and your mother. Since your mother's dead, I've taken her place. Hence, I'm bullshit-proof.

I suspect this is all gonna end in screaming and drowning