Here's to five miserable months on the wagon and the irreparable harm that it's caused me.

You either connect or you don't connect. It's not the end of the world. It's a movie.

In any case, once you're dealing on a nonverbal level, ambiguity is unavoidable. But it's the ambiguity of all art, of a fine piece of music or a painting - you don't need written instructions by the composer or painter accompanying such works to 'explain' them. “Explaining” them contributes nothing but a superficial 'cultural' value which has no value except for critics and teachers who have to earn a living.

My period as a young teenager when you really listen to music so you can get understand a little bit more about what the music is was, say, 1965 to 1968. I was just lucky to be in those times.

The very meaninglessness of life forces man to create his own meaning.

The feel of the experience is the important thing, not the ability to verbalize or analyze it.

Anybody who runs is a VC. Anybody who stands still is a well-disciplined VC.