I've been told my old city possesses a 'thriving arts scene,' whatever that is; personally, I think artists should lie low and stick to their work, not line-dance through the parks.

Requesting permission from someone to be honest is really a way of accusing the other person of being so demanding or overbearing that you couldn't be honest all along.

The lines we draw that make us who we are are potent by virtue of being non-negotiable, and even, at some level, indefensible.

I preferred that my bad dreams be vague.

He knows, as all the cleverest ones do, that no human being is so interesting that he can't make himself more interesting still by acting retarded at random intervals.

You thought you were found but you realize that you were lost, and someday you may discover that you're lost now.

Art, art of any kind, shows that folks are trying.