I spent my life attacking everything because I was too afraid to risk creating anything.

As the stupidest person in the room, I always had the most to gain.

I take a lot of flak from the counter-establishment for selling out.

Just for the record, how I feel right now is very terrific.

A hotel, he told me, was a big house where a lot of people lived and ate and slept, but no one knew each other. He said that described most families in the outside world.

Going to work just looked crazy. Eating another meal, ever, made about as much sense as planting tulip bulbs in the shadow of a falling atom bomb.

For this moment, nothing matters. Look up into the stars and you're gone.