I tell myself I bear witness. The real answer is that it's obviously my programming. And I lack the constitution for suicide.

A prophet is not without honour, save in his own country, and in his own house.

We are things that labor under the illusion of having a self, a secretion of sensory experience and feeling, programmed with total assurance that we are each somebody, when in fact everybody's nobody.

I'm not arrogant enough to look back on my career and criticize my choices. It's really not my place.

It's a scientific fact that gratitude reciprocates.

I had a fan who had a fictional relationship with me. She wrote letters to me and then wrote return letters to herself (from me). In her mind, we were married and had two children. Her parents finally uncovered this delusional life she was living and she got help.

Life is not a popularity contest. Take the hill, but first answer the question: What is my hill?.