I didn't really sign up to be a celebrity, I only signed up to be a writer.

Artists use lies to tell the truth. Yes, I created a lie. But because you believed it, you found something true about yourself.

All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day.

...My point is, I went crazy. When I saw what a black, awful joke the world was. I went crazy as a coot! I admit it! Why can't you?

On the one occasion where I did try writing a screenplay, I found the rewriting just unendurable.

In the human mind, the number of possible connections that can be made between neurons greatly exceeds the number of atoms in the universe.

I've had years of bizarre hallucinogenic magical experiences in which I believed I had communicated with entities that may well have been disassociated parts of my own personality or conceivably some independent entity of a metaphysical nature. Both would seem equally interesting.