Our consciousness, a startling outgrowth of the universe, is possibly its most important part, the fraction of existence that can think, feel, marvel at itself.

The ending is nearer than you think, and it is already written. All that we have left to choose is the correct moment to begin.

American love — like coke in green glass bottles...they don't make it anymore.

With so much chaos, someone will do something stupid. And when they do, things will turn nasty.

I think if you were to sever the connection between arousal and shame, you might actually come up with something liberating and socially useful. It might be healthier for us, and lead to a situation such as they enjoy in Holland, Denmark, or Spain, where they have pornography all over the place - quite hardcore pornography - but they do not have anywhere the incidence of sex crimes.

I enjoy putting my mind into different situations rather than my body.

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