Misery loves company, and madness calls it forth.

As much as I love movies, it would be presumptuous of me to think that I know how to make one.

I love Canada. Its a wonderful political act of faith that exists atop a breathtakingly beautiful land.

Sometimes I got my majors mixed up. A number of my fellow religious-studies students - muddled agnostics who didn't know which way was up, who were in the thrall of reason, that fool's gold for the bright - reminded me of the three-toed sloth; and the three-toed sloth, such a beautiful example of the miracle of life, reminded me of God.

These people fail to realize that it is on the inside that God must be defended, not on the outside. They should direct their anger at themselves. For evil in the open is but evil from within that has been let out. The main battlefield for good is not the open ground of the public arena but the small clearing of each heart.

It is pointless to say that this or that night was the worst of my life. I have so many bad nights to choose from that I've made none the champion.

I did not count the days or the weeks or the months. Time is an illusion that only makes us pant. I survived because I forgot even the very notion of time.