If man ever comes to perfect equilibrium with the environment, we'll all be redundant, perhaps because you won't need art or letters.

I loved doing My Favorite Year, which was great fun, and The Ruling Class, which I made with all my chums.

For me, life has either been a wake or a wedding.

My own favorite is something called Rogue Male.

The moment you start dividing thought and feeling, the ratio of sinitive from the intuitive, you're dead. There is no difference between emotion and thought. You can be unreasonable.

A victory? What have we won? We've won a rock in the middle of a wasteland, on the shores of a poisoned sea.

I do not choose to be a common man…it is my right to be uncommon—if I can…I seek opportunity—not security…I want to take the calculated risk; to dream and to build, to fail and to succeed… to refuse to barter incentive for a dole… I prefer the challenges of life to the guaranteed existence, the thrill of fulfillment to the stale calm of utopias….