The General Public is a statistical fiction created by a few exceptional men to make the loneliness of being exceptional a little easier to bear.

The only important elements in any society are the artistic and the criminal, because they alone, by questioning the society’s values, can force it to change.

It’s a very new, not to mention vulgar, idea that the spectator’s experience should be identical to, or even have anything to do with, the artist’s.

The problem isn't to learn to love humanity, but to learn to love those members of it who happen to be at hand.

Babes, I am so bored here that I don't think, since I've come, I've ever been more than three minutes away from some really astonishing act of violence.

The truth is always multiplex.

Apocalypse has come and gone. We're just grubbing in the ashes.

Ambition like a liquid ruby stains.

The pleasures of love are really quite wonderful--though I suspect they are rather a luxury and require a certain level of socioeconomic stability to be anything other than a mode of suffering.

Don't go chattering to the stars if you're going to do it with your eyes closed.

It is easier to argue that something nobody believes in actually exists than it is to argue that something everybody believes in is unreal.

The greatest reward for a man's failure is not necessarily the consequent success, but what he becomes by it.

Sometimes she couldn't tolerate a man's physical superiority. No wonder they were so damned macho.

I began to think I quite liked her really. It's always so nice to meet someone more badly behaved than oneself.

I've written for the last 15 years on TV shows, but now I'm doing the new Charlie Sheen program, 'Anger Management.'

So modern 'pothecaries, taught the art By doctor's bills to play the doctor's part, Bold in the practice of mistaken rules, Prescribe, apply, and call their masters fools.

I never met a winner who had a work ethic. Not somebody who says I have so much talent that naturally I won.

Genius is lasting 5 minutes longer than the other side

The eye of God is inside us. It's looking through us and it sees whatever we look at. Sometimes I think we could give God better things to look at, don't you?

My poems getting published in Russia doesn't make me feel in any fashion, to tell you the truth. I'm not trying to be coy, but it doesn't tickle my ego.

Keep your vampire mitts off me. I'm not your friggin' blood toy.