An art thief is a man who takes pictures.

Your home is your refuge.

At a formal dinner party, the person nearest death should always be seated closest to the bathroom.

A person of good intelligence and of sensitivity cannot exist in this society very long without having some anger about the inequality - and it's not just a bleeding-heart, knee-jerk, liberal kind of a thing - it is just a normal human reaction to a nonsensical set of values where we have cinnamon flavored dental floss and there are people sleeping in the street.

I sort of gave up on this whole human adventure a long time ago, divorced myself from it emotionally. It gives me an artistic detachment that I find valuable. I think the human race has squandered its gift, and I think this country has squandered its promise, for the sake of cell phones and Jet Skis.

One thing leads to another? Not always. Sometimes one thing leads to the same thing. Ask an addict.

My father and mother separated when I was two months old.