Living in an age of advertisement, we are perpetually disillusioned.

The more we elaborate our means of communication, the less we communicate.

I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.

To show a child what once delighted you, to find the child's delight added to your own - this is happiness.

We cannot get grace from gadgets.

If we openly declare what is wrong with us, what is our deepest need, then perhaps the death and despair will by degrees disappear.

Just because something is told as a story and that story is part legend or myth, or feat of imagination, does not mean there is no truth in it.

You never appreciate your anonymity until you don't have it anymore.

A good holiday is one spent among people whose notions of time are vaguer than yours.

Living in an age of advertisement, we are perpetually disillusioned. The perfect life is spread before us every day, but it changes and withers at a touch.

We are members of one body. We are responsible for each other.

Communicating with the federal government is like talking to a computer that's crashing.

I was once in captivity but now I am saved by grace.

I hadn't really thought about the kind of music I wanted to make. I was just making raps and stuff. I thought that was the coolest thing in the world.

Who should play the lead role in a film about me? Dunno. Danny De Vito? Jeff Goldblum? Meryl Streep? Someone of that kind.

Nothing you see on the Internet is mine unless it comes from one of my albums, books, HBO specials, or appeared on my website.

Just as darkness is born of the absence of light, the shadow side of our collective experience is born of ignorance of the underlying truth of the unity of life.

I never see my movies. When they're on television, I click them away. Hollywood created an image, and I long ago reconciled myself with it. I was the French cliche.

Two may talk together under the same roof for many years, yet never really meet; and two others at first speech are old friends.

I found myself jealous of the people who wrote the books. They were dead and they were still taking up my time. Who did they think they were?

If you ever feel distant, never mistake who has drifted away. Prayer will close this gap.