[Time was] an accordion, all the air squeezed out of it as you grew old.

Time--our youth--it never really goes, does it? It is all held in our minds.

I have no plans for the money but it'll be awfully nice to have it.

But surely, if you trust God, you can believe the bad moments pass, and the good memories are worth enough.

Yes, she'd made a mistake... but she wasn't going to be bullied. You couldn't let boys go around raining on your lava and ogling other people's watercolors.

The way to make money is to buy when blood is running in the streets.

I am inside someone who hates me. I look out from his eyes.

My girlfriend wants an open relationship. I said no way. What kind of man would I be if I had to tell my friends I date you?

There must be something in oneself which is essential. Therefore I refrain from referring to a landscape or certain objects when speaking of a picture. The hand is cleverer than the mind.

What a magnificent body, how I should like to see it on the dissecting table.

I can be your best friend or your worst enemy. You seem to prefer the latter.

It is a commonplace of modern technology that problems have solutions before there is knowledge of how they are to be solved.

I don't think I'd be able to flat-out write a pop song and make it satisfying to me. I'm ready to make a consistent sound in whatever way I can.

Oh, don't mind me! Just the queen of the heavens, dying over here!