When I hear a person talking about political solutions, I know I am not listening to a serious person.

How is it possible to have a civil war?

I was a loner as a child. I had an imaginary friend - I didn't bother with him.

It's depressing to see blacks wanting to dive into the mainstream of American commercial life. They come from a magnificent African culture based on aesthetics, and they all want to become fort builders like the vicious people who originally enslaved them.

Sometimes, after I'd gone at the coke like one of those snow plows moving up First Avenue, I'd think my heart was over on the dresser, pounding, and I was watching it. I asked some of the doctors who drifted through the intensive-care unit what kind of effect total cocaine abuse has on the heart and they said things like, "Well, there's not enough valid information...." That kind of answer.

By the age of six or seven, I was already doing voices and faces, making my friends and my mother laugh.

There are only two places in the world: over here and over there.