I read The Conspiracy Against the Human Race and found it incredibly powerful writing. For me as a reader, it was less impactful as philosophy than as one writers ultimate confessional: an absolute horror story, where the self is the monster.

I was raised in a heavily Catholic family. Early and consistent encounters with mysticism.

As human beings, we are nothing but the stories we live and die by — so you’d better be careful what stories you tell yourself.

I didn't come to Hollywood to be subservient to anyone else's vision.

Killing characters on television has become an easy short cut to cathartic emotion.

Some people, no matter where they look, they see themselves.

As someone with a novelistic background, I just didn't have much interest in creating stories by committee. I don't think you necessarily get the best story through that approach.