With me; it's just a genetic dissatisfaction with everything.

Men learn to love the woman they are attracted to. Women learn to become attracted to the man they fall in love with.

In every generation there are a few people who are authentically funny. The cosmetics change. You may not be able to articulate it, and you may laugh at them and get a certain amount of enjoyment. But when you're asleep at night, and you wake up at 3 in the morning, and you're alone in your bed, you know who's really funny.

When I was kidnapped, my parents snapped into action. They rented out my room.

[...] I've come to the conclusion that the artist can not justify life or come up with a cogent reason as to why life is meaningful, but the artist can provide you with a cold glass of water on a hot day.

If you can delude yourself by believing that there is some kind of Santa Claus out there who is going to bail you out in the end, then it will help you get through. Even if you are proven wrong in the end, you would have had a better life than a non-believer.

Is world peace possible or is the human race too innately aggressive? For instance: Have you ever seen women at a sample sale?