Marla's philosophy of life, she told me, is that she can die at any moment. The tragedy of her life is that she doesn't.

Our generation has had no Great Depression, no Great War. Our war is spiritual. Our depression is our lives.

The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.

Worker bees can leave. Even drones can fly away. The Queen is their slave.

Did perpetual happiness in the Garden of Eden maybe get so boring that eating the apple was justified?

You know, the condom is the glass slipper of our generation. You slip it on when you meet a stranger. You dance all night, then you throw it away.

If you love something set it free, but don't be surprised if it comes back with herpes.

Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I've ever known.

The trick to forgetting the big picture is to look at everything close-up.

It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.

It is painful to face the self we know we have never had the integrity to honor and assert.

Do young people have the moral stamina to carry through in case of economic depression? . . . The real tests of the [younger] generations have not yet come, but they are on their way!

People may ask "why do you laugh at simple things?" Tell them that why don't you? Life is too short to make it so miserable.

That's one of the things about love. It doesn't recognize boundaries and never obeys the rules we try to give it.

I strongly believe in the existence of God, based on intuition, observations, logic, and also scientific knowledge.

Al Gore's Negro tolerance level has never been too high. I've never known him to have more than one black person around him at any given time.

You don't have to think really hard to get the joke. I think humor in general appeals to all people.

If one man kills a hundred men, and another man masters himself, the second man is the much greater warrior.

I started to work up in my old bedroom, playing, writing songs, and it somehow came to me that I could introduce soul music. Nobody seemed to be doing that.

The signal is the truth. The noise is what distracts us from the truth.