Time passes, but memories linger.

To all appearances, the artist acts like a mediumistic being who, from the labyrinth beyond time and space, seeks his way out to a clearing.

I wouldn’t be caught dead sacrificing myself for this country.

The lonely people have taught me, that I am not alone.

Every time I get mad, I grab my hammer and make a bookshelf or something.

What's taken God 200 years to create was wiped out in a couple of days by what was apparently an arsonist, And it just shows you what a sick world we live in nowadays.

The only characters I've made to resemble real people have been grotesques.

My goals are so high that I don't have time to relax, in any way shape or form.

Lust is to the other passions what the nervous fluid is to life; it supports them all, lends strength to them all ambition, cruelty, avarice, revenge, are all founded on lust.

Without satisfaction, you cannot have compassion. You have to be satisfied souls, then your compassion will act.

I just kind of have a comedic looking body, I guess. If anything I really have to exercise just to not look too fudgy, otherwise I would just keep going and going.