Prophesying catastrophe is incredibly banal. The more original move is to assume that it has already happened.

We live in a world where there is more and more information, and less and less meaning.

The desert is a natural extension of the inner silence of the body.

Deep down, the US, with its space, its technological refinement, its bluff good conscience, even in those spaces which it opens up for simulation, is the only remaining primitive society.

Art does not die because there is no more art. It dies because there is too much.

Illusion is no longer possible, because the real is no longer possible.

Today's terrorism is not the product of a traditional history of anarchism, nihilism, or fanaticism. It is instead the contemporary partner of globalization.

What I am, I don't know. I am the simulacrum of myself.

There is no aphrodisiac like innocence.

Disneyland is presented as imaginary in order to make us believe that the rest is real.

History that repeats itself turns to farce. Farce that repeats itself turns to history.

Books are the mirrors of the soul.

It is not our differences that divide us. It is our inability to recognize, accept, and celebrate those differences.

If a man owes me money, I never seem to forget. But if I do the owing, I somehow never remember.

I think the guys are more conscious of the fact that being in good physical condition under the conditions that they play will make them better players.

The world has changed and it's going to keep changing, but God never changes; so we are safe when we cling to Him.

Discovering the 'impossible' ending to a new book makes me sick with joy and relief.

A woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board

Beliefs. Once entrenched in a culture, they persist, evolve and diverge, in a manner reminiscent of biological evolution.

You never get bored ... when you have the probabilities of your next meal to speculate on, pro and con.

I think I'm the only player who looks at each and every center and says to myself, 'That's barbecued chicken down there.'