I think that the massive, overarching, interconnected systems of technology tend to make us a little insecure, somewhat pliable, and susceptible to half-beliefs.

I like the construction of sentences and the juxtaposition of words-not just how they sound or what they mean, but even what they look like.

I think more than writers, the major influences on me have been European movies, jazz, and Abstract Expressionism.

We seem to believe it is possible to ward off death by following rules of good grooming.

As technology advances in complexity and scope, fear becomes more primitive.

No sense of the irony of human experience, that we are the highest form of life on earth, and yet ineffably sad because we know what no other animal knows, that we must die.

I've come to think of Europe as a hardcover book, America as the paperback version.

I don’t want your candor. I want your soul in a silver thimble.

What we are reluctant to touch often seems the very fabric of our salvation.

California deserves whatever it gets. Californians invented the concept of life-style. This alone warrants their doom.

A writer takes earnest measures to secure his solitude and then finds endless ways to squander it.

What are you doing?” I asked Loretta. “Stabbing a cushion, ” she told me.

Nescire autem quid antequam natus sis acciderit, id est semper esse puerum. (To be ignorant of what occurred before you were born is to remain always a child.)

Love is the only reality and it is not a mere sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.

...as for me, I am intact; and I don't care.

Hollywood will accept actresses playing ten years older, but actors can play ten years younger.

We all start out in life with one thing in common; We all have the same amount of time. It's just a matter of what we do with it.

One ought to go too far, in order to know how far one can go.

Time spent in reconnaissance is seldom wasted.

Everything that happens happens as it should, and if you observe carefully, you will find this to be so.

God holds each of us by a string. When we sin, we cut the string. But God ties it up again, making a knot. Each time our wrongdoing cuts the string, God ties another knot drawing us up closer to Him.