It is hard for me to be vulnerable, because I never learned how to do that. I was never vulnerable in a safe way.

Calling one thing 'literature' and another 'fiction' is a way to create status where there is none.

The devil doesn't come dressed in a red cape and pointy horns. He comes as everything you've ever wished for.

But here's the thing about being honest: All the liars HATE you for it, and most of the people in the world are liars. They lie to their bosses, they lie to their families, they lie to themselves, they lie so much they don't even know they're lying anymore. If you have the courage to be honest even a little bit all those people will hate you for it, because their lie is reflected in your honesty. Oscar Wilde wasn't kidding when he said, "If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you."

I will never understand why people get so upset at things I don't even remember saying.

I don't want to compare myself to Picasso, but he had four or five periods in his life. Any good artist grows and changes and matures.

The only thing that someone could say about me that would hurt me would be something that's true that I don't want to be.