Quotes from James St. James

There are times when the world slips out of control. It's like an accident that is happening too quickly , and you can't stop it, you can't think about it, you have no choice but to lean back and watch as everything changes forever.

It's a spooky thing to be left alone inside an angry innerverse.

No, Michael, I do not trust you on a boat, I do not trust you on a goat. I do not trust you here. I do not trust you there. I do not trust you anywhere.

When you let the wolves guard the hen house, there's bound to be a few chicken dinners.

I don't know how you look at the inside of your head — what metaphor you choose — but for those of us with endless yawning stretches of interior and nothing but nothing to stop us from getting lost in it, drugs can be wonderfully helpful.

Just spinning around, lost in their own little world. Doing so much, accomplishing so little. How sad.

And what do we have here? A scary monster, cowboy, and a fairy princess! Here's a hit of ecstasy, run along now.

So let's start at the very begining (a very good place to start...)

We're like two peas in a pod""Pity the pod

And LO and BEHOLD, I was on BOTH the six AND eleven o'clock newscasts! AND all the commercials, as well! ('Day of the drag queen at one area high school, controversy at six!') And it must have been a slow night because I was the SECOND PIECE of the night! The granny suicide bomber got the lead. BITCH! But I managed to beat out the president's pulled groin and day six of the Jessica Simpson chapped-lip crisis!

If letters had eyebrows, these would be arched.

Love is easy; it's when you actually like someone that it gets difficult. Putting up with their odd idiosyncrasies. They way they suck their teeth after dinner, say, or the way they change perfectly good lightbulbs. It's when you like somebody despite the fact that they have every season of Reba on DVD - that you know it's something special. It's about liking someone in spite of the gaping flaws in their personality...

Why, oh why, must we always go through pigs to get our truffles?

Speaking from experience, there are people who have too much space between their ears, and given the time, do nothing but free fall forever inside their heads.

You always remember your first overdose.

Every degree of power involves a corresponding degree of freedo from good and evil.

You see, I just love analogies. Give me a good old analogy any day.

I would go to the all-night grocery store and pretend that I was at Studio 54 because it was the only place open all night. Truman Capote in the frozen foods. Andy Warhol over in vegetables.

You know when you're writing, and it's just you and the computer screen, and you never think that anyone is ever going to read it... you're able to say private things when you're writing.

I came to NYU to study experimental theater. Shortly thereafter, I was featured in a 'Newsweek' article about the emerging downtown club scene, and, well, that was it for NYU. I was off and running.

I can be an incredibly fabulous person, and I don't have to be in the highest heels, the tallest wig, the skimpiest outfit.

I can be an incredibly fabulous person, and I don't have to be in the highest heels, the tallest wig, the skimpiest outfit. I can let other things speak for me now.

The Club Kids were about fun. Wild, messy fun - the more debauched, the better.

Getting dressed was always the best part of every night.