It is the bliss of childhood that we are being warped most when we know it the least.

...mementos of this world, in which the things worth being were so easily exchanged for the things worth having.

What's any artist, but the dregs of his work? the human shambles that follows it around. What's left of the man when the work's done but a shambles of apology.

Stupidity is the deliberate cultivation of ignorance.

I mean why should somebody go steal and break the law to get all they can when there's always some law where you can be legal and get it all anyway!

We're comic. We're all comics. We live in a comic time. And the worse it gets the more comic we are.

That was Youth with its reckless exuberance when all things were possible pursued by Age where we are now, looking back at what we destroyed, what we tore away from that self who could do more, and its work that's become my enemy because that's what I can tell you about, that Youth who could do anything.