My parents stayed together for forty years. But that was out of spite.

My grandfather had a wonderful funeral... On the buffet table there was a replica of the deceased in potato salad.

Paris is particularly beautiful in the rain. It was just a nice experience for me, a pleasant experience, and I was able to present it to the world through my eyes, very subjectively - not realistically, but subjectively.

How the hell do I know why there were Nazis? I don't know how the can-opener works.

Yes, but the difference is that when you're dead and somebody yells, 'Everybody up, it's morning,' it's very hard to find your slippers.

When you are dead, it is hard to find the light switch.

Fantasy is only a state of mind that you can employ when existing in a real context.