I dream of summing everything up in the greatest sentence ever written.

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.

I remember the hours I had spent in Father's library, drugging myself with books so I could forget my doom for an hour..

At last, you will not be remembered for roaming the earth as a non-entity, but by every word, and every miracle, and every love, and every seed that ever came from the innermost part of your heart.

Stigma against mental illness is a scourge with many faces, and the medical community wears a number of those faces.

The days were sunny, the nights were star-studded. Indeed married life was strawberries for breakfast and loving all the time.

Supposedly I haven't changed.

I want to stay on the subject of marriage equality because this is the part of the show that everybody loves but you hate if you're the one who has to hear your own voice.

Most of suburbia will end up in three ways: ruins, slums, salvage yards for materials.

To admit you want to have a comeback means you have to admit you weren't what you were supposed to be. You dropped below your own standard.

My wife is always trying to get rid of me. The other day she told me to put the garbage out. I said to her I already did. She told me to go and keep an eye on it.