Rebel children, I urge you, fight the turgid slick of conformity with which they seek to smother your glory.

I'm not better than you; I'm just different than you in a way that's better.

I get fixated when I'm bleeding -- I can see why they went in for blood-letting in the medieval times because it makes you feel a bit better. When I cut myself, the drama of it calms me down.

We continue to be spilled on by consumerism even though we know it doesn't make us happy.

When you're married, it's one person. That's one more than a monk. It's not that different.

Consciousness does affect matter.

The economy is just a metaphorical device, it’s not real. That's why it's got the word con in it.