What happened to fantasy for me is what also happened to rock and roll. It found a common denominator for making maximum money. As a result, it lost its tensions, its anger, its edginess and turned into one big cup of cocoa.

Time is the enemy of identity

And you, Prince Elric? She attracted the albino's wandering attention. Do you know his story? Elric shook his head. I only know, he said, that he is a shape-changer and, that most cursed of souls, a person of rare goodness and sanity. Imagine such torment as is his!

Legends are best left as legends and attempts to make them real are rarely successful

Americans need bullshit the way koala bears need eucalyptus leaves. They've become totally addicted to it. They get so much of it back home that they can't survive without it.

There was no more dangerous kind of madman than one who devoted a good brain and a courageous heart to unhealthy ambitions.

I know not which I prefer the look of—those who attack us or that which defends us!