An artist is somebody who produces things that people don't need to have.

If the writer does his job right$$$ what he basically does is remind the reader of how smart the reader is.

Say the whole point of love is to try to get your fingers through the holes in the lover's mask. To get some kind of hold on the mask$$$ and who cares how you do it.

Dostoevski informs everybody; or he ought to.

One of the things that makes Wittgenstein a real artist to me is that he realized that no conclusion could be more horrible than solipsism.

When a solipsist dies ... everything goes with him.

Capital T-truth is about life before death.

Quentin Tarantino is interested in watching somebody's ear getting cut off; David Lynch is interested in the ear.

Excellence is to do a common thing in an uncommon way.

I'm pore$$$ I'm black$$$ I may be ugly and can't cook$$$ a voice say to everything listening. But I'm here.