I was always drawn to more the social-expression-of-culture types.

In the depths of the night, fear grips my heart. It paralyzes my mind. But most of all, I feel very, very alone

Sexual freedom and liberation has to be of your own making. I'm stunned when I hear about friends' children, ten or twelve years old giving blow jobs. I just don't like the girls being used or exploited in that way. It's just indiscriminate sexual relating. It's just the isolated things.

The phone company handles 84 billion calls a year-everything from kings, queens, and presidents to the scum of the earth.

Sometimes I worry about being a success in a mediocre world.

If you have a dog or a cat, you know how developed they can be. How sensitive, how aware. They suffer. We all do.

Does your mind feel more and more like teflon? Nothing sticks to it?