I like the brooding man - a brooding man with a sense of humor.

We could speak about the meaning of life vis-a-vis non-consequential/deontological theories, apodictic transformation schemata, the incoherence of exemplification, metaphysical realism, Cartesian interactive dualism, revised non reductive dualism, postmodernist grammatology and dicey dichotomies. But we would still be left with Nietzsche's preposterous mustache which instills great anguish and skepticism in the brain, which leads (as it did in his case) to utter madness. I suggest we go to Paris instead.

What protects you in this world from sadness and from the loss of an ability to do something? ... Work and love.

I said, 'Well, how much space do I have?' And they said, 'Well, you know, it's the Internet.'

I still do have the little lunch bag that my mother made out of a towel and embroidered with my name on it for when I went to kindergarten.

You'd have to be completely crazy not to be influenced by and take from other artists. It's completely impossible not to.

I have many questions, but no patience to think them through.