The Rudderless World is not shaped by vague metaphysical Forces. It is not God who kills the Children. Not Fate that butchers them or Destiny that feeds them to the Dogs. ... It´s us. Only us.

All culture must have arisen from cult.

Now everything is wonderful and hazardous and nothing's hypothetical.

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 still can't believe it . . . him comin' here everyday, nobody realizin'. Still, that's life: lotta stuff happens under the waterline.

If the audience knew what they wanted then they wouldn't be the audience, they would be the artist.

I did it thirty-five minutes ago.