Madness is a matter of perspective, little dreamer.

Words are everything. Words give wings even to those who have been stamped upon, broken beyond all hope of repair.

Money. The dark obsession of the human race.

His dreamscape sent a tongue of fire across my flowers.

It is not that I do not want you. Only that I might want you too much. And for too long

You told me once that freedom was my right.” I held his gaze. “Maybe you should do something with it.

And turnips - endless ruptured turnips.

Hanging around people you’re smarter than is good for your ego. Hanging around people who are smarter than you is good for your intellect.

... the kiss, the bodily surrender which would seem natural and but moderately attractive...

I meet them in this stadium, strangers at opposing desks until I wave my red flag.

Most of the stuff I do on the show comes out of me just trying to make my friends laugh.

No one ever lost his job by listening too much.

You could go through incarnations forever and never become enlightened, unless of course you do something about it.

It takes a lot of energy to manipulate someone and keep them on a string.

There were days that I literally had no reason to get out of bed. It just was so destructive for me.

I've always straddled a weird line - there's a lot of mainstream stuff that I love. At the same, I still feel like an outsider. I'm the outsider who's on the inside.