The grandeur of space, dig it. Zillions of stars, each one gets its own pixel.”“Awesome.”“Maybe, but it’s code’s all it is.

I don't do lunch. Corrupt artifact of late capitalism. Breakfast maybe?

The innocent are guilty, the guilty are beyond hope, everything’s on its head, it’s a Twelfth Night of late-capitalist contradiction…

Only the framing material, " Lucas demurely, "obvious influences, Neo-Tokyo from Akira, Ghost in the Shell, Metal Gear Solid by Hideo Kojima, or as he's known in my crib, God.

Meantime the Newspaper of Record goes around in a little pleated skirt shaking pompoms, leaping in the air with an idiot grin if so much as a cement mixer passes by.

Things that are truly great need nothing from me, and to somehow think that they do speaks to my utter lack of greatness.

I read. That's my form of travel.

Don’t react while you are upset because at that time your reaction will be based on negative emotions

I'm actively looking at pilots in the very limited pilot season that is about to begin. Lots of work for my clothing line which is extremely exciting.

A government by the passions of the multitude, or, no less correctly, according to the vices, and ambitions of their leaders is a democracy.

Under the spreading chestnut tree I sold you and you sold me: There lie they, and here lie we Under the spreading chestnut tree.

I think nowadays we're often sidetracked by what somebody got popular doing with all due respect to what they do, but it should be about the talent.

Don't call me, I'll call you... I'm out.

I'm good at disguising my feelings.

Henry Colbert, the miller, always breakfasted with his wife--beyond that he appeared irregularly at the family table.