Rather than being able to have a healthy relationship with our own sexual imagination, we're driven into some dark corners by shame and embarrassment and guilt, and those dark corners breed all sorts of monsters.

Life is a lot more interesting if you are interested in the people and the places around you. So, illuminate your little patch of ground, the people that you know, the things that you want to commemorate. Light them up with your art, with your music, with your writing, with whatever it is that you do.

War is a perversion of sex.

The magician to some degree is trying to drive him or herself mad in a controlled setting, within controlled laws.

As I see it, part of the art of being a hero is knowing when you don't need to be one anymore.

Here's the thing: If you're monitoring every single thing that goes on in a given culture, if you have all the information that is there to be had, then that is the equivalent of having none of it. How are you going to process that amount of information?

The world's a stage, & everything else is Vaudeville.