An ad that pretends to be art is – at absolute best – like somebody who smiles warmly at you only because he wants something from you.

This is what the real, no bullshit value of your liberal arts education is supposed to be about: how to keep from going through your comfortable, prosperous, respectable adult life dead, unconscious, a slave to your head and to your natural default setting of being uniquely, completely, imperially alone day in and day out.

Ya' know, these days kids seem to be getting younger and younger.

Try to let what is unfair teach you.

Whitney Houston was a laser beam ... She always gave me better than what I asked for in the studio

I've noticed that, while I can't help but respect and sort of envy the moral nerve of people who truly do not care what others think of them, people like this also make me nervous, and I tend to do my admiring from a safe distance.

Fiction either moves mountains or it's boring; it moves mountains or it sits on its ass.