Who are you?'I didn't understand the question.I'm Uri', he said. 'What's your name?'I gave him my name. 'Stopthief.

Some nights, we were a city of two.

An Eastern poet, Ali Ben Abu Taleb, writes with sad truth, —"He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare, And he who has one enemy shall meet him everywhere.

A traveller with an open mind grows richer with each journey, with each encounter, with each conversation.

Once we open the door to the plutonium economy, we expose ourselves to absolutely terrible, horrifying risks from these people.

As for joy, as little as one can have of it in this life, experience shows that it is not the idle who possess it, but those who are zealous in the service of God.

You're not going out there to make a living out of it by selling records. You want acclaim and you want to know people are listening.

A Museum of fetishes would give special attention to the history of underwear.

I want to have a career that lasts 60 years, not six.

Writers need restrictions. If somebody just says, "Hey, do you want to write a novel, or an article, or a movie, or a short story, you get shut down."

The day is not far distant when humanity will realize that biologically it is faced with a choice between suicide and adoration.

The chances of a bank going out of business are extremely slim, but it's always a good idea to spread around major sums so every penny is backed by insurance.