I've always known that life is better when you share it. I now realize it gets even sweeter when you expand the circle.
My mom gave me one of those cloth calendars for the kitchen. It took me three hours to sew in a dental appointment.
I was walking down fifth avenue today and I found a wallet, and I was gonna keep it, rather than return it, but I thought: well, if I lost a hundred and fifty dollars, how would I feel? And I realized I would want to be taught a lesson.
They have a sign at the beach, "no glass bottles". I think that's so the other sand particles don't feel like underachievers.
I don't know if I was put on this Earth for a purpose or not. But I'm fairly confident that I'll be taken off of it for one.
I lent a friend of mine $10,000 for plastic surgery and now I don't know what he looks like.
I've been wrestling with reality for most of my life. I'm pleased to say I've won.
Handel is only fourth rate. He's not even interesting.
What torments me is not the humps nor hollows nor the ugliness. It is the sight, a little bit in all these men, of Mozart murdered.
If you have men who will only come if they know there is a good road, I don't want them. I want men who will come if there is no road at all.
Everybody says video-game adaptations are all the same, but I disagree. Normally, video-game adaptations are like Alone In The Dark, Resident Evil, Alien Vs. Predator - sci-fi creature stuff. But I think I've covered] a wide range of genres and time periods, like Transylvania in 1700 and now a Western with BlodRayne II, or adventure with Dungeon Siege, or comedy and satire with Postal.