I try to forget about the expectation that’s out there and the audience listening for the next thing so that I’m not trying to please them. I’ve spent a huge amount of time not communicating with those folks and denying that they exist.
The weather today is an increasing trend towards denial.
Those who remember the past tend to get the story really screwed up.
There’s always the chance you could die right in the middle of your life story.
We kind of deny the stages of life.
I take a lot of flak from the counter-establishment for selling out.
I don’t care what they do with my book so long as the flippin check clears.
Any ‘artist’ makes a living by expressing what others can’t – because they’re unaware of their feelings, they’re too afraid to express those feelings, or they lack the skills to communicate and be understood.
We’re all going overnight express delivery straight to Hell.
I am Joe’s Enraged, Inflamed, sense of rejection.
People had been working for so many years to make the world a safe organized place. Nobody realized how boring it would become.
I am the cause of all my upsets. I am my worst enemy.
As we grow older I always think, why didn’t I do more when I was young, why didn’t I risk more?
I have a lot of money.
I haven’t shoplifted since I was 13.
These flowers will be rotten in a couple hours. Birds will crap on them. The smoke here will make them stink, and tomorrow a bulldozer will probably run over them, but for right now they are so beautiful.
Emotionally, in our minds, we get so filled with resentments where we’ve got a story about absolutely everything.
You can tell a more over-the-top incredible story if you use a nonfiction form.
There’s an old saying: ‘No piece of writing is ever finished, it’s just abandoned.’ But my own rule is: No piece of work is done until you want to kill everyone involved in the publishing process, especially yourself.
Where would Jesus be if no one had written the gospels?