Yo can’t reason someone out of something he didn’t reason himself into.

I would never ever condone any violence of any kind. But in the theater of fiction, blood is delightful.

I'm the type of spiritual person that doesn't speak openly about their spirituality. Irony is probably my religion.

Livability has always struck me as a consolation prize.

The debate analysis in the media is rampant with contest analogies of war, baseball, boxing, football; you name it. Any testosterone contest imaginable is fair game.

Technology requires knowledge and expertise more than it requires money.

I grew up with very little religious training. Actually, like, none. I think what Jewishness I felt as a kid stemmed almost entirely from this atrocity in our family tree.

We moved up to Oregon when I was eight, and I think the radical absence of Jewish life here might have strangely made me feel more Jewish. It's a contextual thing I guess.

I think these large bureaucratic institutions are created in some way explicitly to inoculate anyone from actual responsibility, to create a much more diffuse and blameless kind of society.

I found once you start writing about God it's really fun. It's like a rock singer saying "baby." "Baby, baby, baaayy-by." You start saying "God" on the page and you don't want to stop.

When you recognize and reflect on even one good thing about yourself, you are building a bridge to a place of kindness and caring.

When we look into the eyes of others with compassion, our personal biases suddenly begin to fade away. Then, we can see others for what they truly are, Human.

Love yourself and the beauty of your uniqueness.

I suppose it can be truthfully said that hope is the only universal liar who never loses his reputation for veracity.

We have fought this fight as long and as well as we know how. We have been defeated ... there is now but one course to pursue. We must accept the situation.

Americans stick their nose where it doesn't belong more than Cyrano de Bergerac giving head.

He whom God hath gifted with a love of retirement possesses, as it were, an extra sense.

It is the use of creativity which heals the creative wound.

A Pharisee is someone who is virtuous out of obedience to the Great Beast.