Well, it arose out of two long-term concerns - the first being the possibility of genetic manipulation, nature versus nurture, what constitutes how people get to be how they are.

Let's just say, the American school of suburban angst is not my cup of tea.

Prior to penicillin and medical research, death was an everyday occurrence. It was intimate.

They thought to use and shame me but I win out by nature, because a true freak cannot be made. A true freak must be born.

I have been a believer in the magic of language since, at a very early age, I discovered that some words got me into trouble and others got me out.

The truth is always an insult or a joke, lies are generally tastier. We love them. The nature of lies is to please. Truth has no concern for anyone's comfort

Women who pay their own rent don't have to be nice.

Every doorway, every intersection has a story.

I get glimpses of the horror of normalcy. Each of these innocents on the street is engulfed by a terror of their own ordinariness. They would do anything to be unique.

Suddenly the staggering love bursts away from me like milk from a smashed glass.

In our struggle to restrain the violence and contain the damage, we tend to forget that the human capacity for aggression is more than a monstrous defect, that it is also a crucial survival tool.

You cannot explore the universe if you think that you are the center of it.

When thought becomes excessively painful action is the finest remedy.

The future should be exciting, you know? It shouldn't be a nerve-wracking experience.

I was so lucky because I started working very young. And my father was very wealthy and I didn't need to work. I did my films.

Death keepes no Calender.

Most reporters who come to me get their stories directly from press releases. Very few do what one would consider to be their professional duty.

They (voters) want to know what's the truth. They're not interested in a chameleon.

The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow.

Love is not consolation, it is light.

Everybody has 24 hours and the question is, what do you do with your 24 hours? That's what makes everybody equal.