Most People Live Somewhere On The Spectrum

Whatever Bliss We Think We're Going To Find, We May Find It In Brief Flashes, Fleeting Moments That Come And Go. There's An Impossibility To Nailing Down Any Good Feeling.

I Think Of Myself As A Real Writer, Not Just Someone Who Dabbles In It, So I Deserve Some Credit.

When You're Young And You First See The Extent And Depth Of The World's Hypocrisy, It's Fun To Go After It. But By The Time You're Sixty, It's So Commonplace. What's The Point In Ridiculing People Anymore? Their Existence Itself Is A Sort Of Sick Joke.

I'm Not A Believer In The Pratfall. I Don't Think It's Funny Just To Have Someone Fall Down.

We Tell Our Kids That Policemen Are Good And God Protects Us And Our Country Is Noble, And At A Certain Point - And For Some It Comes Quite Early, Five Or Six Years Old - We Start To Realize That It's All A Facade.