I work for a company that makes deceptively shallow serving dishes for Chinese restaurants.

The important thing, I think, is not to be bitter. You know, if it turns out that there is a God, I don't think that he's evil. I think that the worst thing you could say about him is that basically he's an underachiever. After all, you know, there are worse things in life than death.

Man consists of two parts, his mind and his body, only the body has more fun.

That (sex) was the most fun I ever had without laughing.

Why not? Life is short, life is dull, life is full of pain - and this is a chance for something special.

I don't believe in God. Just try getting a plumber on the weekend.

That’s one of the nice things about writing, or any art; if the thing’s real, it just lives. All the attendant hoopla about it, the success over it or the critical rejection—none of that really matters. In the end, the thing will survive or not on its own merits. Not that immortality via art is any big deal. Truffaut died, and we all felt awful about it, and there were the appropriate eulogies, and his wonderful films live on. But it’s not much help to Truffaut.