Fantasy mirrors desire. Imagination reshapes it.

Pain narrows consciousness; pleasure blurs it.

When Medusa looks in the mirror, she sees the Lady of Sorrows.

My passions have never jumped out of the fireplace and set fire to the carpet.

Retirement requires the invention of a new hedonism, not a return to the hedonism of youth

The sewing machine joins what the scissors have cut asunder, plus whatever else comes in its path.

Clothes make a statement. Costumes tell a story.

The laughter of the aphorism is sometimes triumphant, but seldom carefree.

'Be faithful to your roots' is the liberal version of 'Stay in your ghetto.'

Every day begins with an act of courage and hope: getting out of bed.

Totem poles and wooden masks no longer suggest tribal villages but fashionable drawing rooms in New York and Paris.

Showing off is more ridiculous in instances where the thing that is being shown off was bought on credit.

Sometimes animals are more human than people and other times people are more animal than animals

You cannot trust yourself, ’ she agreed, bed-rock calm. ‘Therefore, let go. Seize life and place trust in me.

If it wasn't for faith there would be no living in this world we couldn't even eat hash with any safety.

And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death.

No one ever thought Clint Eastwood was funny, but he was.

I'm a very sensitive person. I do like to be respected. I'm very loyal. I like it to be a two-way street.

While I was always successful... I never thought I'd be one in the world.

I need to get everything straight. I'm not involved in a power struggle between black and white.

Of the seven deadly sins, lust is definitely the pick of the litter.