I can't help but go against the grain, I suppose it is in my fabric to be a rule-breaker.

Most people are trying to go digital, and trying to do different things with poetry. McSweeney's is going in the opposite direction - going more classic, and retro, which is all coming back.

I was sort of obsessed about corporate people committing suicide.

Sometimes I feel like I'm on top of the world, and other mornings I feel like crap.

I am always reading, always, and tons of things at once. I wouldn't say I'm a voracious reader, though. I never finish books that fast, because I'm always reading so many things at once.

I think my way of being "funny" is just saying things that people think but have learned not to say, whereas, I haven't learned not to say them.

There's an attraction to emotional clusters or hypocrisies or awkwardness. A desire to expose something or point at something that's already poking out.

I feel like I give myself all day long to other people and other things, and I still seem like I have something to write once in awhile. Not often, though.

I think I've always felt very isolated, and I'm sure lots of poets do.

I think e-mail and social media and all that has made me feel way less isolated than ever before.

It took me awhile to not be ashamed to be a poet in the business environment, and to be a business person in the poet environment.

Education levels are highly and negatively correlated to religious belief. In other words, ignorance is bliss.

I immediately loved working with flies. They fascinated me and followed me around in my dreams.

There are several methods for introducing your children to driving, and all of them are bad. Probably the worst is to put it off.

I owe 'Jericho' my whole time in America, really. It was a fantastic group of people to work with.

I used to be fond of Indian arm wrestling.

WordPress, it's a complex tool; it's like the back of a digital SLR... but that doesn't work on a phone.

Is it possible to be too attractive?

We have not an hour of life in which our pleasures relish not some pain, our sours, some sweetness.

Some pray to marry the man they love, My prayer will somewhat vary; That I love the man I marry.

Any experience can be transformed into something of value. [ - worthy of enjoying by knowing it could have been worse.]