Stoners Are Cute; Junkies Are Sad.

Don't Go Where The Puck's Been; Go Where It's Gonna Be

Azrael: No Pleasure, No Rapture, No Exquisite Sin Greater... Than Central Air.

It's Like A Dream Come True. When Somebody Is Paying You To Talk About Yourself, You've Won.

In The Face Of Such Hopelessness As Our Eventual, Unavoidable Death, There Is Little Sense In Not At Least Trying To Accomplish All Of Your Wildest Dreams In Life.

Other Filmmakers Make Their Movies And Put Them Out And That's That. For Me, For Some Odd Reason, It Goes Deeper Than That.