The key to a good life: excess in moderation. They'll tell you moderation is the key to life, but that's bullshit.

At least black people knew when they were slaves; you remain clueless.

Religious tolerance. No! Zero tolerance for any type of religion.

I recommend to you, in my last, an innocent piece of art: that of flattering people behind their backs, in presence of those who, to make their own court, much more than for your sake, will not fail to repeat, and even amplify, the praise to the party concerned. This is of all flattery the most pleasing, and consequently the most effectual.

The ultimate act of cowardice is the fat-headed wrestling guy sitting behind the frail kid in math class, clipping him on the ear, saying: 'What are you going to do about that, faggot?' That is cowardice. When the bullets start flying past that jock's saucer-shaped ears, that's not cowardice. That's payback.

Artists who say that they're artists: usually people who need a job.

Life is like animal porn, it's not for everyone.