If you're not a tree hugger, then you're a what, a tree hater?

After my brush with the suicidal impulse, I listen with new ears to others when they speak on the subject. I think there are people who were born with that little door open, and they have to go through life knowing that they might jump through it at any moment.

We are all of us born with a letter inside us, and that only if we are true to ourselves, may we be allowed to read it before we die.

Here's my theory about meetings and life: the three things you can't fake are erections, competence and creativity.

In the old days people had far fewer channels in which to place their imaginative time. There's definitely more competition for time . . . and yet people seem to be reading [books] as much.

I kind of wonder if creativity is all morphing into one big thing that's not even art, but something universal and bigger.

I find people who prejudge reality TV to be annoying. Art comes from anywhere. Culture can ooze out of any crack. Prejudging is the death of creativity.