“My secret weapon is my anger. That's what stimulates me as an artist. I want change. I want it yesterday. I'm pissed off at America. Society. American movies. American TV. American culture. American politicians. Capitalism. I'm a little like my old man in that way only I'm a recovered drunk. He wasn't. I should have been dead years ago like my brother but somehow I dodged the bullet and it gave me something to say. Impatience and rage are always just beneath the surface for me.”

“I'm American to the core. So please forgive me if I say some foolish things when I'm overseas. It's my birthright." The Best Way--El Camino de Santiago (2012)”

“I'm not British.I'm American."I smile. "Sure you are.""I am.You have to be an American to attend SOAP,remember?""Soap?""School of America in Paris," he explains. "SOAP."Nice.My father sent me here to be cleansed.”

“I just want to clarify that I don't mean 'without my vagina' like I didn't have it with me at the time. I just mean that I wasn't, you know...displaying it while I was at Starbucks. That's probably understood, but I thought I should clarify, since it's the first chapter and you don't know that much about me. So just to clarify, I always have my vagina with me. It's like my American Express card. (In that I don't leave home without it. Not that I use it to buy stuff with.)”

“I'm an American and I want instant gratification.”

“Rachel? my dad prompts.Do I have to...?"His stern expression answers my questionFine. I'm grateful that the Native Americans are finally getting revenge on the white man for destroying their culture, by building megacasinos.”