What makes me vulnerable is any genuine expression of emotion in the presence of another person. It makes me vulnerable and my inclination is, of course, immediately to back away from anything that makes me vulnerable.

This whole world is run by brutes for the common and the stupid.

When I was in my twenties, I thought I was bulletproof.

It will be interesting to see what the long term fruits of our national apathy will be, 'cos so far they've been pretty foul.

One can only snort so many ants and have so much sex before one starts to long for the comfort and companionship of a good book.

What fascinates me about addiction and obsessive behavior is that people would choose an altered state of consciousness that's toxic and ostensibly destroys most aspects of your normal life, because for a brief moment you feel okay.

The reason I didn't like cocaine is it made me do stupid things, have stupid conversations, and stay awake until 11 o'clock in the morning unable to think, read, sleep or speak.