A lot of times when they catch a guy who killed twenty-seven people, they say, He was a loner. Well, of course he was a loner; he killed everyone he came in contact with.

Picture your grandmother in Hell, baking pies... without an oven.

I think we overrate ourselves in terms of our abilities and capacities. I mean, just because you can build a really swell bridge doesn't, to my way of thinking, mean that you're an advanced civilization.

You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.

We kind of shape our truths as we speak them. We fashion things to suit the occasion or the person or our own needs in the moment.

Abraham Maslow said that the fully realized person transcends his local group and identifies with the species. But the election of Ronald Reagan might've been the beginning of my giving up on my species. Because it was absurd. To this day it remains absurd. More than absurd, it was frightening: it represented the rise to supremacy of darkness, the ascendancy of ignorance.

Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.