Forget about being world famous, it's hard enough just getting the automatic doors at the supermarket to acknowledge our existence.

I don't deserve a soul, yet I still have one. I know because it hurts.

Is that all time is - our perception of how quickly it does or does not pass?

I find it hard to believe that human beings are the crowning achievement of life on earth. Something better than us has to come along.

I think there is a Paris inside us all.

In the same way you can never go backward to a slower computer, you can never go backward to a lessened state of connectedness.

Inasmuch as I am a spiritual man, I do believe in God - I think that He created an order for the world; I believe that, in constantly bombarding Him with requests for miracles, we're also asking that He unravel the fabric of the world. A world of continuous miracles would be a cartoon, not a world.