In the haunted house of life, art is the only stair that doesn't creak.

In Seattle, I soon found that my radical ideas and aesthetic explorations - ideas and explorations that in Richmond, Virginia, might have gotten me stoned to death with hush puppies - were not only accepted but occasionally applauded.

Solace? That's why God made fermented beverages and the blues.

Funny how we think of romance as always involving two, when the romance of solitude can be ever so much more delicious and intense.

Meet me in Cognito, baby. In Cognito, we'll have nothing to hide.

Conservatives understand Halloween, liberals only understand Christmas. If you want to control a population, don't give it social services, give it a scary adversary.

The highest function of love is that it makes the loved one a unique and irreplacable being.