I find it truly appalling that there are people in the world like you. You are a disgusting, vile, repulsive, repugnant, foul creature. Because of you, I don't believe in God anymore. No just God would allow someone like you to exist. (Quoting feedback from a reader)

There are fun nights, there are crazy nights, and then there are those nights that make men legends.

My favorite random email I got was from some guy who wrote: "Mr. Max, with the hope of a six year old on the night before Christmas asking about Santa, I ask the same question: Do you really exist?

I'm not even the coolest one of my friends. I'm just the guy who sat down and wrote everything down. Like I know plenty of people who do crazier stuff than I do.

You look like the type of people who would criticize a misspelling in a suicide note.

Hollywood, it's just like high school. Whoever is pretty and popular, everyone wants to be with.

I hated being a lawyer and I wanted to like myself and like my job.