It's amazing that no matter how much money you have, you can make some bad decisions, and in five months you're on the street, begging.

If I collect anything, it's lingerie.

Cobras are magical. They can stand up on just energy alone.

I dont get hung up about anything really.

I try to stay away from forced intimacy.

I go to an acting class every Sunday.

I unfortunately had a lot of medical procedures throughout my life, so I decided to paint all of my surgeries as a way to heal and as a way to grow.

I dont ever wear makeup. I steam my face. I put hot water to open pores and cold water to close them.

I love the fact that the present is the only real reality we have.

I feel the popular music of a certain time really tells you a lot about what life was like in that period.

It's always freezing on planes.

The vaunted experience of age was perhaps only a matter of wounds and scarring -- that young minds to old minds might be as young bodies to old bodies: stronger, more vital, less twisted by damage.

I know many lives worth living.

It had never occurred to him until then to think that literature was the best plaything that had ever been invented to make fun of people...

Our society cultivates guilt feelings in women such that many of us still feel guilty if we are anything less than an emotional service station to others.

Mulled ale for the frozen man, And mulled ale for the weary:For mulled ale is the body's friendAnd makes the sick heart merry.

Relentlessly savage, 'The Passion' plays like the 'Gospel according to the Marquis de Sade'

no one ever got radicalized by being grateful

I'm not into this memoir craze that's been going on for 20 years now and doesn't seem to ever let up. People just indiscriminately say "memoir" now when it's a person writing about their own life.

Any philosophical and theoretical assurance that laughter is unique to the human being becomes somewhat unsure when one turns to the anthropological literature.

You can't get away, you can't escape. You'll jump through a plate-glass window several times and end up being right back in the spider's web.