I don't want to go to the heaven that I learned about when I was a kid. To me, it seems boring.

Everything's a lot tougher when it's for real. That's when you choke. When it's for real.

I work until beer o'clock.

Jesus watches from the wall, But his face is cold as stone, And if he loves me As she tells me Why do I feel so all alone?

I don't want to go to the heaven that I learned about when I was a kid. To me, it seems boring.

God grant me to SERENITY to accept what I cannot change the TENACITY to change what I may and the GOOD LUCK not to f*** up too often

I’ve always said to people, "I don’t care what you call me as long as the checks don’t bounce and the family gets fed." But I never saw myself that way. I just saw myself as a novelist.