He killed them with their love.

When you put on a clown suit and a rubber nose, nobody has any idea what you look like inside.

He had a massive stroke. He died with his tie on. Do you think that could be our generation's equivalent of that old saying about dying with your boots on?

I think there ought to be some serious discussion by smart people, really smart people, about whether or not proliferation of things like The Smoking Gun and TMZ and YouTube and the whole celebrity culture is healthy.

Life was a wheel, its only job was to turn, and it always came back to where it started.

Remember that the truth is in the details. No matter how you see the world or what style it imposes on your work as an artist, the truth is in the details. Of course the devil's there, too-everyone says so-but maybe truth and the devil are words for the same thing. It could be you know.

Any thoughts of guilt, any feelings of regret, had faded. The desert had baked them out.