You're happy that people are seeing your work. As for the critics, it really hurts when they knock you.
You learned to accept, or you ended up in a small room writing letters home with Crayolas.
Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.
What Darwin was too polite to say, my friends, is that we came to rule the earth not because we were the smartest, or even the meanest, but because we have always been the craziest, most murderous motherfuckers in the jungle.
Come to a book as you would come to an unexplored land. Come without a map. Explore it, and draw your own map. . . . A book is like a pump. It gives nothing unless first you give to it.
The trust of the innocent is the liar's most useful tool.
The place where you made your stand never mattered. Only that you were there. . . and still on your feet.
You are not likely to see any general reformation, till you procure family reformation.
I'm not psycho. . . I just like psychotic things.
. . . the whole idea of WHAT HAPPENED WAS. . . . is not about dating. It is more about people who are not committed to who they are or are indifferent about their life in general, which is how I felt about myself when I wrote it. I had turned 40 and I was unhappy and I wanted to write about that. Dating just became the framework. . . . I like all those fringy, weird, nonverbal, quiet, tiny little things, those powerful interchanges between people, things that go unsaid, that people know are happening all the time but nobody wants to talk about. That's what I want to make movies about.
It's going to be a night of partying and heavy drinking. Or as Charlie Sheen calls it: Breakfast.