Something I Am Now Convinced Of, After

Wouldn't That Be Funny, If The Oil Rebels Were Playing U2 In Their Jungle Camps, And The Government Soldiers Were Playing U2 In Their Trucks. I Think Everyone Was Killing Everyone Else And Listening To The Same Music... That Is A Good Trick About This World, Sarah. No One Likes Each Other, But Everyone Likes U2.

I'm A Much Better Writer For Being A Father.

If I Can't Write It Would Be As If I Died.

They Say That In The Hour Before An Earthquake The Clouds Hang Leaden In The Sky, The Winds Slows To A Hot Breath, And The Birds Fall Quiet In The Trees Of The Town Square. Yes But These Are The Same Portents That Precede Lunchtime, Frankly.

I Think That There's Something Extremely Beautiful About The Olympic Ideal And Its Motto - 'swifter, Higher, Stronger' - It's Such A Beautiful Motto, And It Celebrates Everything Which Is The Antithesis Of Death And Dissolution And Entropy.