I crumpled up a piece of paper and threw it in the garbage. Then I quickly snatched it out, because hell, I’d just tossed out a Frank Gehry knockoff. What you call trash, I call architecture.

“One day I want to be so wealthy I can say to my wife, “let’s take a drive—to th…”

“There’s nobody worth talking about, so let’s not talk about it. Only let’s do i…”

“My grandmother got approved right before the law changed, so naturally she got …”

“My comfort zone is right above the ozone layer.”