There's no escaping fate, it just keeps going. Day and night, the future just keeps coming at you.

No mat­ter how much I try and hide this, bit by bit, I start to fall apart.

You don’t care where I live or how I feel, or what I eat or how I feed my kids or how I pay the doctor if I get sick, and yes I am stupid and bored and weak, but I am still your responsibility.

Either a species learns to control its own population, or something like disease, famine, war, will take care of the issue.

Our generation has had no Great Depression, no Great War. Our war is spiritual. Our depression is our lives.

I really love idiot, enlightened characters - these characters who fail to engage with the drama of their immediate circumstances; they fail to be reactive and enrolled by drama as it happens around them.

The truth is . . . you think what people want you to think.