Write or perish in the banality of mediocrity!

RUMOUR:"Upon my tongues continual slanders ride, The which in every language I pronounce, Stuffing the ears of men with false reports.

No one nor anything can silence me.

I had thought of writing, actually, and that later on I'd be a novelist.

At best, God can be viewed as nothing more than an uncaring incompetent father-figure

This blessed gift of smoking!

I spent four and a half hours debating Donald Trump in three debates, which I think should put to rest any questions about my stamina.

While growing up, I lived in my own fantasy world. I had kind of a rough childhood, so I created my own reality.

I don't tend to think of the characters i play as losers. I like the struggles that people have, people who are feeling like they don't fit into society, because I still sort of feel that way.

The organs are the horses, the mind is the rein, the intellect is the charioteer, the soul is the rider, and the body is the chariot.

Either I exist or I do not exist, and no amount of pap which I happen to be lapping can dull me to the loss.