It's as if scientists exert every effort of will they possess deliberately to find the least significant problems in the world and explain them. Art matters. Happiness matters. Love matters. Good matters. Evil matters. Slam the fridge door. They are the only things that matter and they are of course precisely the things that science goes out of its way to ignore.

You don't need a Harvard MBA to know that the bedroom and the boardroom are just two sides of the same ballgame.

There are some things I don't like, about which I think, well, that's me. But coriander is a giant hoax perpetrated by a perverted society.

Incuriosity is the oddest and most foolish failing there is.

The people I know who swear the most tend to have the widest vocabularies.

Because, let's face it, I do not get offered the parts that Brad Pitt has just turned down.

The stranger might laugh and seem to enjoy the writing, but you hug to yourself the thought that they didn't quite understand its force and quality the way you do - just as your friends (thank heavens) don't also fall in love with the person you are going on and on about to them.