How Theraputic It Is To

I Think Of New York As A Puree And The Rest Of The United States As Vegetable Soup.

I Refer To Jet Lag As 'jet-psychosis - There's An Old Saying That The Spirit Cannot Move Faster Than A Camel.

If I Can Make People Laugh It's Like Being A Good Lover.

Everything Is Contingent, And There Is Also Chaos.

I See [my Pen] As An Extension Of My Musculature. It's Like Being A Painter. It's The Closest I Can Get To My Breath.