There's No Rhyme Or Reason

You Can't Control Life. It Doesn't Wind Up Perfectly. Only-only Art You Can Control. Art And Masturbation. Two Areas In Which I Am An Absolute Expert.

If You Aren't Failing, You Aren't Trying.

Curiosity, That's What Kills Us. Not Muggers Or All That Bullshit About The Ozone Layer. It's Our Own Hearts And Minds.

The Prettiest Women Are Almost Always The Most Boring, And That Is Why Some People Feel There Is No God.

He Was So Depressed, He Tried To Commit Suicide By Inhaling Next To An Armenian.