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

Success is a ladder that cannot be climbed with your hands in your pocket – The road to success is always under construction.

But there are too many people that make so much money at the cost of lives of other humans and for no reason but to make the money.

If life is so meaningless, then why are we always bringing it up?

Did you know, in the entire universe, we are the only intelligent life forms thought to have a Miss Universe contest?

When we speak to God, we call it prayer; when God speaks back, we call it psychosis!

I was always drawn to more the social-expression-of-culture types.

I feel some part of me can wake up and be very existential and the next day wake up and be sort of in love with the universe.

People hire me to create some kind of archetype or some culture type, or something. I guess they accept whatever I come up with.

Truth is, I’ve always been selling out. The difference is that in the past, I looked like I had integrity because there were no buyers.

To me, “sexual freedom” means freedom from having to have sex.

I can handle reality in small doses, but as a lifestyle, it’s much too confining.

The phone company handles 84 billion calls a year-everything from kings, queens, and presidents to the scum of the earth.

The road to success is always under construction.

If truth is beauty, how come no one has their hair done in the library?

I personally think we developed language because of our deep need to complain.

Reality is the leading cause of stress among those in touch with it.

Puritanism. The haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy.

My greatest fear is that I’ll fail my kids.

Fear is the foundation of safety.

Hate comes from Intimidation. Love comes from Appreciation.

I cannot help fearing that men may reach a point where they look on every new theory as a danger, every innovation as a toilsome trouble, every social advance as a first step toward revolution, and that they may absolutely refuse to move at all.

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

The Russians feared Ike. They didn’t fear me.

Don’t fear it. That pull between your heart and mind. It is trying to teach you. It is learning your language.