Every now and then, you get people who tend to forget what this country is about, which is a melting pot of races and cultures and freedom of speech.

Beliefs are dangerous. Beliefs allow the mind to stop functioning. A non-functioning mind is clinically dead. Believe in nothing.

A circle is the reflection of eternity. It has no beginning and it has no end - and if you put several circles over each other, then you get a spiral.

This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality. Embrace this moment, remember: we are eternal all this pain is an illusion.

Life is too short not to create something with every breath we draw.

People have to follow their hearts, and if their hearts lead them to Wal-Mart, so be it.

Repugnant is a creature who would squander the ability To lift an eye to heaven, conscious of his fleeting time here

Desert, in generally, is a very good place to find yourself. Or lose yourself.

Once you take yourself too seriously the art will suffer.

If you take different mythologies from different cultures, the names may change and the story lines may vary but there is always something in common.

The trick is to use the drugs once to get there, and maybe spend the next ten years trying to get back there without the drug.

Impact people’s lives positively

Perhaps you have an appetite to help others, to give of yourself so that others can have a better life ... and in so doing you yourself become successful.

True ninjas are always outnumbered, because they are individuals.

I had a lot of trouble in school to begin with. I got left back in kindergarten, and I was in special education. My teachers didn't have very much faith in me.

The most boring scenes are the scenes where a character is alone.

We just keep trying to beat every show with the funny stick until it's funny

He who picks up one end of a stick picks up the other. He who chooses the beginning of a road chooses the place it leads to. It is the means that determine the end.

The Fates but only spin the coarser clue; The finest of the wool is left for you.

A writer never reads his work. For him, it is the unreadable, a secret, and he cannot remain face to face with it. A secret, because he is separated from it.