Without art; without paintings, books, sculpture and music, the human soul would be quite impenetrable, don't you think?

Maybe other people are like mirrors that we see ourselves in; versions of ourselves that vary dramatically depending on the particular cut of glass.

It is said that life is too short, and that’s quite true, unless you are lonely. Loneliness can bring time to its knees; an absolute and utter standstill.

I've known people whose faces rested naturally in a smile and I'm certain their lives were much different because of that.

We are all eccentrics in our dreams. Lunatics, even.

Books aren’t just my defenses, the sandbags I use to fortify my position; they are also the building blocks of my soul, and I am the sum of all I read.

I wonder if music is the only expression of the soul that is not hopelessly compromised in communication.

I pop gum. My parents get so annoyed with me. I know my dad wishes he never taught me how to do that.

Pop culture hales you and wants you to fail.

Eulogy. Praise of a person who has either the advantages of wealth and power, or the consideration to be dead.

I never expected I would be connected to the Alpha male as some kind of ancillary object and to this day it mystifies me.

Left untended, knowledge and skill, like all assets, depreciate in value surprisingly quickly.

Television can take anything. It can take the most exaggerated of storytelling forms.

You didn't answer my question. Are you all right?" I didn't do anything" Yeah. You did." He looked at me. "You did a lot" -Chloe & Derek-

I think a major cause of present Asian economic difficulties that mainly come from, you know, lack of market economy.

Minimalism itself had a very strong iconoclast impulse. You think of the sixties as loose and liberated, but in art it was actually quite the contrary.

I don't think the Republicans can damage my character