I have never really thought of myself as a writer about religion. And I think one of the things that happened to me as a result of all that is that I think it did for some people, many people, obscure the kind of writer that I actually am.

A man who invents himself needs someone to believe in him... Not only the need to be believed in, but the need to believe in another. You've got it: Love.

If my child had prejudice in his head, I'd be ashamed. I would see it as my failure as a parent.

A relationship with an imaginary woman is preferable to a relationship with a real one.

If by some bizarre chance there turns out to be a god [...], I'm willing to bet he's an atheist too.

The writers of the French enlightenment had deliberately used blasphemy as a weapon, refusing to accept the power of the Church to set limiting points on thought.

My friend Lou Reed came to the end of his song. So very sad.But hey, Lou, you'll always take a walk on the wild side. Always a perfect day.