“Reality is nothing but a collective hunch.”

Don’t be afraid of missing opportunities. Behind every failure is an opportunity somebody wishes they had missed.

Well, if I can be of any help at all, you are in worse trouble than I thought.

Exercise is for people who can’t handle drugs or alcohol.

If beauty is truth, why don’t women go to the library to have their hair done?

The larger picture is really to swing people’s awareness of what really is moral.

Infinity is just time on an ego trip.

There’s nothing sadder than getting to the end of your life and saying, ‘I didn’t do it right’.

It’s a more ridiculing, divisive humor today.

Does your mind feel more and more like teflon? Nothing sticks to it?

You are what you think, geez, that’s frightening.

Instead of working for the survival of the fittest, we should be working for the survival of the wittiest – then we can all die laughing.

My politics are just inclined to be empathetic and humanistic. I grew up with so many different kinds of people with different politics, different religion, no religion, no politics, education, no education, and I was infatuated with all of them.

If you can’t be direct, why be?

There’s so much plastic in this culture that vinyl leopard skin is becoming an endangered synthetic.

Sometimes I feel like a figment of my own imagination.

Remember we’re all in this alone.

I got into comics about the same time as music. By 12 years old, I had discovered my dad’s killer comic book collection filled with Silver Age books from his youth…early Spider-Man, Thor, Fantastic Four,

The totality of beliefs and sentiments common to the average members of a society forms a determinate system with a life of its own. It can be termed the collective or creative consciousness.

There is a collective as well as an individual humor inclining peoples to sadness or cheerfulness, making them see things in bright or somber lights. In fact, only society can pass a collective opinion on the value of human life; for this the individual is incompetent.

Life is but a collection of habits.

An Army is a collection of armed men obliged to obey one man.

But the universe, as a collection of finite things, presents itself as a kind of island situated in a pure vacuity to which time, regarded as a series of mutually exclusive moments, is nothing and does nothing.

I’ve got a great cigar collection – it’s actually not a collection, because that would imply I wasn’t going to smoke every last one of ’em.

I went to collect the few personal belongings which. I held to be invaluable: my cat, my resolve to travel, and my solitude.