The superman exists and he's American.

Please, don't go. It's lonely. There's a hole in my head as big as the world and it's so very lonely.

Who imprisoned me here? Who keeps me here? Who can release me? Who's controlling and constraining my life except...me?

Everybody is special. Everybody. Everybody is a hero, a lover, a fool, a villain. Everybody. Everybody has their story to tell.

If you give me a typewriter and I'm having a good day, I can write a scene that will astonish its readers. That will perhaps make them laugh, perhaps make them cry - that will have some emotional clout to it. It doesn't cost much to do that.

No. Not even in the face of Armageddon. Never compromise.

I have so very much. I have so very little.