Being on TV is like being alive, only more so.

So much love, too much love, it is our madness, it is rotting us out, exploding us like dandelion polls.

President George] Bush talked to us like we were a bunch of morons and we ate it up. Can you imagine, the Pledge of Allegiance, read my lips-can you imagine such crap in this day and age?

Human was the music, natural was the static.

As I get older, my childhood self becomes more accessible to me, but selectively, in images as stylized and suspect as moments remembered from a novel read years ago.

Perfectionism is the enemy of creation, as extreme self- solitude is the enemy of well- being.

Mozart's music gives us permission to live.