There is a kitsch of death. For example, death transformed into sweet sleep: The 'good night, sweet prince' of the last scene of Hamlet.

One of the characteristics of kitsch is precisely the neutralization of 'extreme situations', particularly death, by turning them into some sentimental idyll.

Facing the kitsch aesthetic is the unfathomable world of myths.

Most laws condemn the soul and pronounce sentence. The result of the law of my God is perfect. It condemns but forgives. It restores - more than abundantly - what it takes away.

He doesn't bring many girls round unless they're part of a job - but also 'cause his smell can sometimes kill kittens.

And I think there is too much bloviating around from politicians.

If you have butterflies in your stomach ask them into your heart.

The one thing that I really want, ... is for our second group to be an energy unit. That's what we had in our championship run, and that's what I think you are starting to see with this group.

Religions tend to disappear with man's good fortune.

I attended college in Los Angeles and wore black pumps to work every day.

We used to be hunter-gatherers, now we're shopper-borrowers.

If you're not doing things right yourself, it's unrealistic to think you can hold other people to a standard.

Without ego I don't know how identity works, I don't know... I need to sit down and re-read some philosophy or something.