Thing is, I am not a big fan of hovers. I firmly believe that if man was meant to fly we’d have feathers, rubber bones, or better insurance coverage.

HARV, can you help at all here?” I asked, spinning downward.“I am writing your obituary. Well, not so much writing it as updating it, ” HARV told me.If I lived, I was going to kill HARV.

So, what you’re basically telling me is death is boring but no worse than hanging out with family.

If you let your fear of consequence prevent you from following your deepest instinct your life will be safe expedient and thin.

Fame terrifies me. I can say that with honesty. You're terrified that, when people know the real you, they won't like you.

Men lie the most, women tell the biggest lies... a man's lie is, "I'm at Tony house, I was at Kenny house!" A woman lie is like, "It's your baby!"

Now go away, or I'll get my friends the Bats to bite you.

These are the times for which we were born.

Dead isn’t angels or ghosts. It’s a physical state of breakdown, a change in all those carbon atoms that create the temporary house of a body so that they can return to their most elemental stage.

Life on this earth first emerged from the sea. As the polar ice melts and sea level rises, we humans find ourselves facing the prospect that once again we may quite literally become ocean.

This is the only sane clerical the earthquake has exposed to view yet.

The grass isn't always greener on the other side. I start off kind of in love and then I leave love and I'm single.

I excavate history. I look at lives buried under too much silence. Periods of time, like slavery, have to be revisited, reimagined, so we can move through them.