“I usually work seven days a week and rarely take vacations, which is both lame and unsustainable. I don’t mind the idea of writing seven days a week, I suppose. Getting some work done early in the morning. But ideally I would love to take one day a week off.”

I have way too much going on, as usual, but fortunately it’s all good stuff. I’m not complaining.

The modern media environment is so overrun with bullshit and static and people trying to sell you stupid crap. It makes you want to bite yourself.

I’m a radio nerd. I’ve loved radio since I was a kid. I’m a huge Howard Stern fan.

I can think of plenty of writers whose work I revere and whose lives I know little about.

They came back to the nest in the middle of April. They take separate vacations in the winter – the mother and father.

When people went on vacation, they shed their home skins, thought they could be a new person.

I need a six month vacation twice a year.

I don’t care about vacations. I go away and I come back real quick because I like my work. I really like my work to consume me.

To reach the goals of your life, you need discipline, you need luck and you need something as important as these two: Vacations!

Life is a vacation from two eternities.

Death is the Christian’s vacation morning. School is out. It is time to go home.

I can’t tell you how great it is to get away with a girlfriend for four days shopping in Paris. Now that’s what I call a vacation.