I see [my pen] as an extension of my musculature. It's like being a painter. It's the closest I can get to my breath.

I consulted a therapist at Mass. General. After about 20 minutes, he stopped me and said, 'You're just a big existential garbage pail. Go home and relax.'

How theraputic it is to surrond yourself with people stranger than yourself.

I hadn't had a perfect moment yet. And it's very important for me to have perfect moments in exotic countries like that... it kind of lets you know when it's time to go home.

I refer to jet lag as 'jet-psychosis - there's an old saying that the spirit cannot move faster than a camel.

Skiing is better than sex actually, because for me a good round of sex might be seven minutes. Skiing you can do for seven hours.

I'm kind of this control freak that likes to create his own hells before the real one can get to him