A sober friend from Texas said once that the three things I cannot change are the past, the truth, and you. I hate this insight so much.

Human lives are hard, even those of health and privilege, and don't make much sense. This is the message of the Book of Job: Any snappy explanation of suffering you come up with will be horseshit.

If we stay where we are, where we're stuck, where we're comfortable and safe, we die there... When nothing new can get in, that's death.

...the three things I cannot change are the past, the truth, and you.

...accustomed like the white blackbird to the loneliness of eccentricity yet never quite reconciled to it, they found in each other's oddness a most comforting compatibility.

I've actually stopped tinting my windows because the paparazzi look for trucks and cars with supertinted windows.

What if I couldn't read? I wouldn't be able to text my friends movie times or even order cheese biscuits from Red Lobster!

I lived crazy really young. So now I don't need to go out and get nuts.

I choose you, Max. -Fang

I actually have a young readers' series that I wanna do, kind of in the same lane as a Harry Potter or Narnia or Twilight. I want to write stuff like that.

I would fly around a lot. I would fly around the world.

Simplicity of all things is the hardest to be copy.

Obama doesn't want to be called the deporter-in-chief.

What kind of person would have a real craving for gummy worms?