Wealth makes the laws that poverty must obey.

Pain narrows consciousness; pleasure blurs it.

When Medusa looks in the mirror, she sees the Lady of Sorrows.

My passions have never jumped out of the fireplace and set fire to the carpet.

Retirement requires the invention of a new hedonism, not a return to the hedonism of youth

The sewing machine joins what the scissors have cut asunder, plus whatever else comes in its path.

Clothes make a statement. Costumes tell a story.

The laughter of the aphorism is sometimes triumphant, but seldom carefree.

'Be faithful to your roots' is the liberal version of 'Stay in your ghetto.'

Every day begins with an act of courage and hope: getting out of bed.

Totem poles and wooden masks no longer suggest tribal villages but fashionable drawing rooms in New York and Paris.

Submitting seemed to me a lot like giving up. If God gave us the strength to bail- the gumption to try and save ourselves- isn't that what he wanted us to do?

Time unlived grows old Like unworn robes in a locked chest.

O Fiend, whose talisman was that fatal symbol, wouldst thou leave nothing, whether in youth or age, for this poor sinner to revere?—such loss of faith is ever one of the saddest results of sin.

I've led a very eclectic life.

Musicals are finally kind of coming back to a degree, perhaps out of a sense of nostalgia.

The love of complexity without reductionism makes art; the love of complexity with reductionism makes science.

Stay in the game and stay alive.

There's nothing sadder than getting to the end of your life and saying, 'I didn't do it right'.

Our daily decisions create the scrapbook of our life.

My style is kneeing people in the face.