Samuel Clemens isn't Mark Twain. Mark Twain is Mark Twain. He doesn't become the thing until he creates himself.

Most book things now (with a few exceptions) are just built around nice, safe books written for nice and safe book club readers. These are usually the books you see on display at Barnes and Noble. These Internet writers are like literary terrorists to me. They're training as we speak. They're getting ready to invade. They're building an army.

I guess the things I have always loved are from people who were just being themselves. They were doing these things because they couldn't do it any other way. It was for them.

We like something because someone else liked it.

I'm sure we're going to find out one day that the brain is as worthless as the appendix.

Only cool people care about the origin stories of why they like something, and I'm not cool.

Most of the answers to the world could be answered with our bodies.