“I feel like a lot of time my writing is like having about twenty boxes of Christmas decorations. But no tree. You're going, Where do I put this? Then they go, Okay, you can have a tree, but we'll blindfold you and you gotta cut it down with a spoon.”

“You gotta help me get out of here! Cut me loose! Cut me loose!Well, Jerry, I gotta go to work, but I'll come back this afternoon and if you're not better, then we'll see about ... I'll see what I can do.It'll be too late, Gamble. I'll be dead by then. Cut me loose! You gotta help me. You just gotta help me!”

“At least I don't look like a Christmas tree.""You look like the star atop the tree.”

“Breaking down that wall is the kind of story that might have a happy middle - oh, look, we broke down this wall, I'm going to look at you like a girl and you're going to look at me like a boy, and we're going to play a fun game called Can I Put My Hand There What About There What About There.”

“I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons, and maybe we'll never know most of them, but even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there, we can still do things, and try to feel okay about them.”

“Sometimes I like taking lots of steps at a time.""That's how you trip."..."But you get where you're going faster.""Not if you trip.”