I do think New York prepares you for the crossection of personalities and realities on display when you leave the country, and I'd live somewhere else if I had a reason or burning-the-the-point-of-discomfort desire to do so.

Yes. I am writing full-time. Which is strange. It feels like not having a job.

Sometimes we don't know what we want until we don't get it.

Sometimes in New York, you're walking down the street and you realize there's a girl walking in front of you whose thighs you could hit a golf ball through, and maybe that makes you depressed.

I thought I was going to write fiction but I fell backwards into non-fiction. It started when I got locked out of two apartments in one day and I told the story to some friends, one of whom worked in the 'Village Voice' and asked me to turn it into an essay.

I can't see the forest through the trees, except the trees are people.

There are two kinds of people in this world: those who know where their high school yearbook is and those who do not.