There are things so deep and complex that only intuition can reach it in our stage of development as human beings.

I love to play for audiences that are simply made of people rather than so-called special people.

I figure I basically am a ghost. I think we all are.

The world is a collective madhouse, its inhabitants are merely faking sanity. It is critical to becoming aware of these aberrations, for pretensions can be the enemy of love.

My work is to reach people with ideas, hopes, dreams, encouragement, insight, and revelation. That's what an actor wants to do.

It is important to me that what Poe has to say gets across to people. I want to give people the feeling that I get from all this. I think that we are succeeding. The feedback is very warm.

One life is worth the universe. Poe was able to go right into the very depth of life and to demonstrate this.

I think Poe had a mission to tell us what it's all about. To answer some of the great questions of life.

With friends like these, who needs hallucinations?

I think people really want to be happy.

Poe was a student of many things, and among those things he read and referred to in his work was the Bible.

One of the most scariest thing in life is when you come to the realization that the only thing that can save you is...yourself

we are houses eaten by rivers because we do not know their smell.

You have to keep pushing toward those dreams no matter what setbacks happen.

When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.

Levity is often less foolish and gravity less wise than each of them appears.

Our griefs cannot mar the melody of our praise, we reckon them to be the bass part of our life's song, 'He hath done great things for us, whereof we are glad.'

I also wonder why is it that so many of the movies and books that are detective stories are also the most aesthetically interesting? From Hollywood noirs to horror movies like The Shining [1980].

Either philosophy reinforces communal beliefs, in which case it is pointless; or else it is at odds with those beliefs, in which case it is dangerous.

There is only one evil, one crime, one sin: lack of heart.

The same contingencies of time and space that force a statesman or soldier to make decisions, impel the historian, though with less urgency, to make up his mind.