I am the child of a lunatic. Not a child of God.

With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels.

You gain power by pretending to be weak. By contrast, you make people feel strong. You save people by letting them save you.

Potassium cyanide," says the talent wrangler as she leans over to pick up a paper napkin off the floor. "Found naturally in the cassava or manioc roots native to Africa, used to tint architectural blueprints in the form of the deep-blue pigment known as Prussian blue. Hence the shade 'cyan' blue.

You have a class of young strong men and women, and they want to give their lives to something. Advertising has these people chasing cars and clothes they don't need. Generations have been working in jobs they hate, just so they can buy what they don't really need. We don't have a great war in our generation, or a great depression, but we do, we have a great war of the spirit. We have a great revolution against the culture. The great depression is our lives. We have a spiritual depression.

Life is short, death is forever

In truth, the degree of anyone's success depends on how often they can say the word yes and hear the word no.