There's very little bohemia in Australia and it's one of the things I miss most about not living in Europe.

What I miss most about living in Alaska is the fishing.

Of all the things I've lost I miss my mind the most.

My best day ever. Got up. Had breakfast. Came to school. Bored, as usual. Wishing I wasn't there, like usual. Kids ignoring me, suits me fine. Sitting with the other retards—we’re so special. Wasting my time. Yesterday was the same, and it's gone, anyway. Tomorrow may never come. There is only today. This is the best day and the worst day. Actually it's crap.

Writers are very much undervalued in the creative process.

There's an ease that I have living in Australia. The best things about Sydney are free: the sunshine's free, and the harbour's free, and the beach is free.