I think therapy is a rather misguided notion of capitalist societies whereby the self-indulgent examination of one's life supersedes the actual living of said life.

I think that’s what scares me: the randomness of everything. That the people who could be important to you might just pass you by. Or you pass them by.

Are you okay?' she asked me. Of course,' I said. 'Why wouldn't I be okay?' There are lots of reasons why you might not be okay.' There are lots of reasons why anyone might not be okay,' I said.

It wouldn't kill you to get me an iced coffee." "No, but not getting killed doing something is not a very compelling reason to do it.

I hate stand-up comics; I think funny is something you are, not something you desperately try to be in front of a roomful of obnoxious people.

I thought the best thing to do would be nothing, and in that way things couldn’t get any worse.

I felt this awful obligation to be charming or at least have something to say, and the pressure of having to be charming (or merely verbal) incapacitates me.

I only feel like myself when I am alone.

I don't think I could ever work in such a blatantly hierarchical corporate setting. I know that everyone in this world is not equal, but I can't bear environments that make this truth so obvious.

One man’s nonsense is another man’s sense.

Unfortunately I have never been good in math. Numbers simply do not interest me or seem as real to me as words.

The probability that we may fail in the struggle ought not to deter usfrom the support of a cause we believe to be just.

Whatever liberates our spirit without giving us mastery over ourselves is destructive.

An athlete must have a sound and trained body, and only after, indulge in sport he prefers.

You know, you find that these stories ... will turn one of us into the good guy and one of us into the bad guy. If you look at it closely or even not that closely ... it's ridiculous.

Describe a circle, stroke its back and it turns vicious.

Would I swap what I have achieved as a cook if I could have been as successful as a footballer? Definitely.

Like translation itself, Asymptote is a fluid web reaching out to all sides, bringing texts and readers together, through the most improbable and marvelous of connections.

My hair is my everything: my best friend, my mentor, my moral compass.

The longer I live, the more I am certain that the great difference between the great and the insignificant, its energy - invincible determination - a purpose once fixed, and then death or victory.

The bourgeoisie incites the workers of one nation against those of another in the endeavour to keep them disunited.