Most artists create foundations where they put their own work. Here I'm not putting my own work. I'm just creating the chambers.

The function of the artist in a disturbed society is to give awareness of the universe, to ask the right questions, and to elevate the mind.

I think communication starts when words are not present at all ... I think we put so much emphasis on language, actually silence is so much more important.

Theatre is fake... The knife is not real, the blood is not real, and the emotions are not real. Performance is just the opposite: the knife is real, the blood is real, and the emotions are real.

Because we never stop silently loving those who we once loved out loud

I am only interested in the ideas that become obsessive and make me feel uneasy. The ideas that I'm afraid of.

True love for whatever you are doing is the answer to everything.

A great artist has to be ready to fail.

Your ego can become an obstacle to your work. If you start believing in your greatness, it is the death of your creativity.

When you have so much pain, you think you will lose consciousness. If you say to yourself, ‘So what, lose consciousness,’ the pain goes away.

If we go for the easy way, then we never change.

The future is travelling furiously toward you at incredible speed and will beat you to your destination to surprise you by its resemblance to what you have already seen.

Want to be a writer? take a good book a good pen and a notepad to bed with you every night of your life.

Propaganda is a soft weapon; hold it in your hands too long, and it will move about like a snake, and strike the other way.

If life wasn't real it would be the craziest psychedelic trip ever

One of the advantages of moving quickly is if you do something wrong you can change it.

I love westerns. I've always wanted to do a western.

For I thought Epicurus and Lucretius By Nature meant the Whole Goddam Machinery.

When God is our strength, it is strength indeed; when our strength is our own, it is only weakness.

Gods, how I’ve missed you. (Stryker) I hate you with every beat of my heart. (Zephyra)

Let us learn upon earth those things which can call us to heaven.