King Kong, Count Dracula, and the Phantom of the Opera are just looking for love, like the rest of us.

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.

There is nothing on this earth more to be prized than true friendship.

When I look at a digitally acquired and projected image, it looks inferior against an original negative anamorphic print or an IMAX one.

The strongest principle of growth lies in the human choice.

I like art that trusts its audience, that's written for readers who like to work hard. I like art that knows its readers are up to the challenge of interacting with difficult material.

My work is a mitzvah for the eyes & ears...and it will help you forget about your problems by thinking about mine for a change!

His name was Death. It was pronounced to rhyme with "teeth", but Bitterblue liked to mispronounce it by accident on occassion.

I always think of books as being like people. Even the dull ones are worthy of decent respect, but you don't have to seek them out and spend time with them.

Demons do not exist any more than gods do, being only the products of the psychic activity of man.

The three things that are most essential to achievement are common sense, hard work and stick-to-it-iv-ness.

The creative artist is the one wanting to make order out of chaos. The rest of us just accept disorder -if we even recognize it- and get a bang out of our five beautiful senses, if we’re lucky.