For all its ridiculous imperfections, life is pretty damn perfect sometimes.

Family tragedies had a way of smashing everything apart and then gluing it all back together. The problem was no one ever knew how long the glue would hold.

You ask me why I’m nice to you, ” he said. “Why, why, why. But you don’t ask me stuff that matters. Who I am or where I been. What I see when I look at you. What I want.

Through pictures, we cut reality in pieces. We selected only the choicest moments, discarding the rest as if they'd never happened.

There was no going back to the way things were, because all you ever got was the way things are.

It seemed everything that had ever lived and died in this world had passed through here, had left its indelible imprint.

my imagination persisted in sticking horrors into the dark- so I stuck my imagination into the dark instead, and let it look out at me.

terrorism n.Violence for political purposes or the politically motivated threat of violence which, either intentionally or unintentionally, challenges the state's monopoly on political violence.

I love to write and to get to know the people who are listening.

We don't have any bad memories of the people of the United States.

Having been a child actor, I remember how directors would trick me to get good performances out of me. I don't think you need to do that.

First rule of politics: you can't win unless you're on the ballot. Second rule: If you run, you may lose. And, if you tie, you do not win.

I wish you could invent some means to make me at all happy without you. Every hour I am more and more concentrated in you; everything else tastes like chaff in my mouth.

Its been a long time coming but now the snow is gone

No one can resist the idea of a crippled genius.

Any fool can make soap. It takes a clever man to sell it.