The revolution eats its own. Capitalism re-creates itself.

If you caricature friends in your first novel they will be upset, but if you don't they will feel betrayed.

A boy can be two, three, four potential people, but a man is only one. He murders the others.

There are three sides to every argument. Yours. The other guy's. And the right side.

Nothing is absolute any longer. There is a choice of beliefs and a choice of truths to go with them. If you choose not to choose then there is no truth at all. There are only points of view.

There are ten commandments, right? Well, it's like an exam. You get eight out of ten, you're just about top of the class.

I'm criticized by the feminists, by the Jewish establishment, by Canadian nationalists. And why not? I've had my pot shots at them. I'm fair game.

Beauty, like male ballet dancers, makes some men afraid.

Each man creates god in his own image.

Edmonton is not the end of the world but you can certainly see it from there.

Fundamentally, all writing is about the same thing; it's about dying, about the brief flicker of time we have here, and the frustration that it creates.

I am living while I am living.

Wisdom of the Ages: "Brian Williams Week" Now that NBC is giving him a sixth month "leave" I wonder if he will be "Killing Time-In Saudi Arabia!

Your true friends are those who evaluate you by who you are as a person, and not by what you have or don't have.

Sachin Tendulkar is, in my time, the best player without doubt

I often think about death and it saddens me to leave this world and not be able to paint more. I love it so much.

I always knew what I wanted to dress like but that's when I became really passionate about it. We'd be in class and Google outfits or I'd doodle what I wanted.

The final goal of all religions is to realise the essential oneness.

I love doing what I do. I'm a born mentor. I've launched so many people's careers. I worked hard.

If the cultural elite has its way, the U.S. will be much more like Europe

I take this evanescence and lubricity of all objects, which lets them slip through our fingers then when we clutch hardest, to be the most unhandsome part of our condition.