We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom

Daytime sleep is a cursed slumber from which one wakes in despair.

... half the world starves. What a planet. And the eating, if you're lucky enough to do any. Stuffing pieces of dead animals into a hole in your face. Then munch, munch, munch. If there's anybody watching, they must be dying of laughter.

A bad review is even less important than whether it is raining in Patagonia.

Language is a machine for making falsehoods.

I hate solitude but I am afraid of intimacy. The substance of my life is a private conversation with myself and to turn it into a dialogue would be equivalent to self-destruction. The company I need is the company which a pub or a cafe will provide. I have never wanted a communion of souls.

Actors are cave dwellers in a rich darkness which they love and hate.