'Commercial' is not the word that has to be said only by CEOs. It has to be something that is maybe the essence of design, because design has some sort of art in it and creation, but it's also some object that you have to use. There is also this prag...
My varying pairs of legs can be quite practical or quite impractical, and I don't judge them either way. Some are for getting around a 12-hour day, pounding the pavement, and some are to feel like I can transform my own body into a workable, changing...
There's a widespread cultural barrenness across art and political culture. But there are some pockets of resistance on the extreme margins, like the techno-savvy protest movements, small press, the creator-owned comics, that seem to be getting some s...
I don’t like the term “Average Joe.” I prefer “Dolly,” because not only is the Everyman a sheep, but he’s also a clone. They all think alike and act alike.
I saw two lizards kissing yesterday, but I scared them off. Maybe I should have taken off my bird costume before peeping on them.
It’s not lit, it’s literature. Lit is something a book can be, after you’ve decided to burn it. (I suggest you start the fire with my book.)
If I could sleep with any literary character, I’d love to sleep with The Cat in the Hat. But don’t tell Cap’n, because he might get jealous and meow at me.
I couldn’t pay the prostitute, and that’s the truth. She could have asked my wife, who would have told her that I’m no cheat.
We’re all trying to come to terms with our mortality. Well, except for me, because I plan to live forever through the miracle of cloning.
The only equality that exists on earth is time. We all have exactly 24 hours in a day. How we choose to spend those hours is what separates us.
I think I speak for all the mutes when I say, “Silence is equality.” I’m sure the deaf would agree too.
Backing yourself into a corner is a terrible strategy, in that it leaves you nowhere to run. But it’s brilliant in that it brings out the fierce in you, because you are forced to fight.
I’ll wait until your mouth is full of food before I ask you a question. That’s just the kind of gentleman I am.
You can share in my joy, but I don’t want to share my misery. No, I want to give away my misery. Go ahead, take it all.
I am the bow of love. I’m also the bow of hate. Same spelling, different pronunciations and meanings. Would you like me to gift wrap my greeting?
I want to bring as much love into the world as I can. Where am I bringing it from? I’m going to bring it up from hell.
Two similar words might lead to two similar ideas. They might also lead to the basement, which I recently converted into a dungeon/torture chamber.
I’d race my motorcycle across the ocean just to avoid swimming in the desert. Ladies, I hope this indicates what kind of lover I’d make.
If my name were Theodore Tiffany, my goal in life would be to meet and marry a woman named Tiffany Theodore. I adore that idea.
I want to meddle with an Olympic medal made of silver metal. I want to alchemize it into gold, and use a mixture of science and mysticism to transform losing into winning.
Doors open up for you when you work hard. Doors also open up for you when you walk with a limp and act gimpy.
