As a person, I have to claim my persona as my own. If I don’t, my clone will do it for me.

“Sign I wrote on the inside of a brick wall: This is not an exit. This is a wall…”

“I ought to fire one of my two employees into the other one’s asshole.”

“My legs are so skinny they’re like arms on a clock. And the stars are like 1-12…”

“Death is like bedtime—we all want to put it off until tomorrow. But when you’re…”