Everything's happened to me. Nothing can happen to me now.

In chaotic situations, I feel like I can take a breath and look around and assess the situation and see the big picture. Going through the traumatic time that I did in my life, that's also given me even more of a breather in life to just be like, "I know everything's going to be fine. Even if this is the worst show in the world, no matter what happens, everything's going to be fine." It's an accumulation of things.

When I got sick, it threw everything off course.

The ideal length of time for sex to last is the entire relationship, breaking only for snacks.

I was really into music. I started playing guitar also when I was nine. I wanted to be in the Beatles, even though John Lennon died the year I got a guitar and the Beatles broke up before I was born.

When I couldn't get ahold of cigarettes, I'd roll coffee grounds into typing paper and smoke that and then vomit.

Life can very genuinely and realistically pile things on. It doesn't dole out the heartache and pain, or joy, perfectly.