I think Canadians, they may be offended that I pointed out that they're stalking us. But at least we're paying attention.

I have no way of knowing how people really feel, but the vast majority of those I meet couldn't be nicer. Every once in a while someone barks at me. My New Year's resolution is not to bark back.

I was up late last night yapping about the elections on CNN and up early this morning doing the same thing in my daughter's kindergarten class.

The modern tribalism of the left demands that each person choose a group and then agree with everything that group agrees with. And anybody who leaves that group is stoned to death.

Canada is a sweet country. It is like your retarded cousin you see at Thanksgiving and sort of pat him on the head. You know, he's nice, but you don't take him seriously. That is Canada.

Feminism's latest victory: the right to get your limbs blown off in war. Congratulations.

Anybody who sides with Canada internationally in a debate between the U.S. and Canada, say, Belgium, is somebody whose opinion we shouldn't care about in the first place.

Unless you know a lot more about something than I do, I am not really that interested. I have too much information already.

It is nice to be around people who think differently than you. They challenge your ideas and keep you from being complacent.

It is increasingly important to be open-minded.

I will say, the one thing Mexico does well is punish prisoners. They do. They're good at that.

In India, there is a psychological problem that movies going to film festivals are boring. It is a problem with exhibitors.

POLICE, n. An armed force for protection and participation.

Now I have a third must-do on my list of things to do with cancer, and it's this: follow your gut, ask questions, don't be complacent.

The best way to revive a church is to build a fire in the pulpit.

If we don't change, if the egoic consciousness continues, I don't believe that humanity as a species can survive, or at least human civilization can survive, for another hundred years.

A great song is the reason you want to jump out of your bed in the morning.

I only want to give a metaphysic for my music.

We do have choice, but not without some agony.

I was like, 'What's Margiela?' back then.

There are many games I love to play. Which one I put on the table depends on the mood and the level of experience of my opponents; I don't have a clear favorite.