Their talk was endless, compulsive, and indulgent, sometimes sounding like the remains of the English language after having been hashed over by nuclear war survivors for a few hundred years.

The belief that tomorrow is a different place from today is certainly a unique hallmark of our species.

Why are we even here [on earth], what's our human nature? It's precipitating a real philosophical crisis that I find quite fascinating.

Depression is when you have lots of love, but no one's taking.

Ski boots are the worst. Solid plastic. They'll be around till the sun goes supernova.

Q: If you could be an animal, what kind of animal would you be? A: You already are an animal.

The best part of my life is gone, and what remains is whizzing past so quickly I feel like I'm Krazy-Glue'ed onto a mechanical bull of a time machine.