There's nothing wrong with you that a little Prozac and a polo mallet can't cure.

If you're not failing every now and again, it's a sign you're not doing anything very innovative.

I was thrown out of NYU for cheating-with the deans wife

Ninety percent of life is just showing up.

For God sakes, this is a woman I was married to for 10 years. We made love. I'd hold her head over the toilet bowl when she threw up.

I had a mad impulse to throw you down on the lunar surface and commit interstellar perversion with you.

I’m going to kill myself. I should go to Paris and jump off the Eiffel Tower. I’ll be dead. you know, in fact, if I get the Concorde, I could be dead three hours earlier, which would be perfect. Or wait a minute. It -- with the time change, I could be alive for six hours in New York but dead three hours in Paris. I could get things done, and I could also be dead.