
World needs more angels, even plywood ones.

This is the way the world is now. Everything is public. You have to find other people who understand.

I'd rather be a happy Hooters waitress than a depressed out-of-work actor.

Explosions and fighting robots and shit. What's that got to do with the heart?

I've seen so many screw-ups of representations of South Africa, and it makes me so angry every time.

The future is not as loud as war, but it is relentless. It has a terrible fury all its own.

Everyone lives three versions of themselves; a public life, a private life and a secret life.

Don't get too close buddy ' I warn Sloth. Unofficially there's a code of conduct but animals are still animals. And animals can be assholes too.

WWCD. What would George Clooney do?

in his memory, Instagrams really, because

I've always loved Japanese legend, anime and manga.

The problem with snapshots is that they replace actual memories. You lock down the moment and it becomes all there is of it.

You have to get up pretty early in the morning to invent the news.

But since Sloth I've been so monogamous I make the demonstration banana that AIDS educators use to show how to put on a condom, look slutty.

Sometime I think I'd like to torture him to death. Other times, I think I'd forgive him. Because that would be worse.

Fashion is only different skins for different flavours of you.

The biggest fairy tale is that justice works because it doesn't.

Fear makes you ugly.

Time heals. Crushes let up. Splinters work their way out. Doesn't mean they don't leave scars that itch.

What I love about collaborating is that you're working with other minds that work differently to yours.

This is my idea of family, actually, a sticky morass you can't chew your way out of.

The problem is he didn't just burn his bridges when he left New York, he blew them up and napalmed the river.

Twitter is amazing. I advertised for the position of research assistant on Twitter, and both of my researchers came from there.

If you want to kiss me again, then shut the fuck up and stop bleeding to death

Next time, can you ask him to bring cookies? I don't like to put up with that level of insane unless there's some kind of high-calorie compensation.

The original stories are mined out, and all that's left is fool's gold.

That's all you got? 'The people'? Fuck you." He blinks. "Isn't there supposed to be a good cop?" "We're short staffed.

They used to put people in stocks to shame them in public. Now you just need a wi-fi connection. On the internet, humiliation lives forever

I smile thinly, to make it clear that this will happen when hell turns into a family friendly summer resort.

She laughs, and that's really all he wanted.

Being her friend was like going to a tropical island for a little fun in the sun, only to be kidnapped by terrorists.

Like Humpty Dumpty. At some point you have to pick up the pieces. Or walk away. Don't look back. Fuck the king's horses.

He always thought a muse should be sex on legs.

The problem with chemistry is that it tends to blow things up. And she is already a chain of reactions building up inside.

Life lesson: looks plus don't-give-a-fuck confidence mean you can have anything you want - any

Fresh starts don't come with expired relationships attached

I hate golf. It's the genteel version of seal-clubbing, only not as much fun.

You have to do the cutting yourself, to let out the pain inside. Getting someone else to slice you up is cheating.

Memory is curated. All this paraphernalia you collect to ward off forgetting

But she was the kind of girl you couldn't keep down. Unless you cut her up and caved in her skull.