If what Jesus said was good, what can it matter whether he was God or not?

True terror is to wake up one morning and discover that your high school class is running the country.

We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful what we pretend to be.

There is a tragic flaw in our precious constitution, and I don't know what can be done to fix it. This is it: Only nut cases want to be president.

I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all the kinds of things you can't see from the center.

He didn't look like a soldier at all. He looked like a filthy flamingo.

Any reviewer who expresses rage and loathing for a novel is preposterous. He or she is like a person who has put on full armor and attacked a hot fudge sundae.

Perhaps I am the turtle, able to live simply anywhere, even underwater for short periods, with my home on my back.

About astrology and palmistry: they are good because they make people vivid and full of possibilities. They are communism at its best. Everybody has a birthday and almost everybody has a palm.

We are here on Earth to fart around. Don't let anybody tell you any different.

Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.

I’m ALL about the Alternative.

Base souls have no faith in great individuals.

I'm here because the reason I get up each morning, needs me as much as I need her." -Jax Stone

Every day you either get better or you get worse. You never stay the same.

Your responsibility as a father and a husband transcends any other interest in life.

Half our mistakes in life arise from feeling where we ought to think, and thinking where we ought to feel.

You haven't been soiling your soul in public for years like we have.

I think people who create and write, it actually does flow-just flows from into their head, into their hand, and they write it down. It's simple.

When a man knows he is to be hanged in a fortnight, it concentrates his mind wonderfully.

Artists are visited by the Muses, or tormented by their own passions and demons.