One of the things I have become aware of through the years is how much I love the people I write about.

I suspect there will never be a requiem for a dream, simply because it will destroy us before we have the opportunity to mourn it's passing.

The responsibility of the artist is to transcend the human ego.

But I knew that someday I was going to die. And just before I died two things would happen; Number 1: I would regret my entire life. Number 2: I would want to live my life over again.

I don't know that I could really define love. I can't . . . again, it's like trying to define what this creative force is. It's beyond my ability to really define. If I can define it, then it's not it. We're right back to that thing again.

As Lao Tzu says, "The Tao that can be named is not the true Tao".

One of the things I have become aware of through the years is how much I love the people I write about.