Big Sur is at the end of the continent. It attracts really crazy people.

I'd rather have no friends than risk having crazy people in my life.

I don't know what she's thinking, but I'm thinking how fluid the border is between crazy and interesting, and how hard it is to decide who belongs where.

I’m not a psychopath; my brain just works a little differently than that of the average person.

Cities tolerate crazy people. Companies don't.

I don't generally hang out with crazy people.