If they make the deadline because the Shiites and Kurds essentially rammed a draft through over Sunni Arab objections, there will be hell to pay.

Do what you love. It’s going to lead to where you want to go.

Almost all Iraqis with any previous experience in the intelligence business are Sunni Arab, increasing the risk of penetration of the new intelligence apparatus by the insurgency.

But I think frustration is hilarious. One of my missions is to bring humor into fine art. It's sacred.

I throw dignity out the window, and just become a creature of the moment on the stage. I act like I'd never act in real life.

I hate people who act too cool for school. Just own up to it, dude.

The written word is the only anchor we have in life. How extraordinary would it be if we had even three or four paragraphs written honestly about their lives by our ancestors?

It's about communication, no matter how impossibly hard your art is to understand and how much of an ivory tower or high horse you get on, it's still basically communication or why are you doing it?

The only tip I have for an artist is perseverance... Never give up.

It would be really embarrassing to introduce yourself as somebody who makes beauty.

As far as I'm concerned, there is no line between high art and pop art, and there should be no line.

If there was one thing I had learned. . . it was that politics was a damn dirty business.

Desire is suffering. A simple equation, and a nice catchphrase. But flipped around, it is more troubling: suffering is desire.

But I'll admit that he's kind of offensively delicious" "Like salt and vinegar potato chips" "Exactly

I try to stay away from certain stuff - I'm not a perfect human being. I try to represent myself as much as a good person could. I stay around the positive people.

My IQ is somewhere between Spiro Agnew's and Albert Einstein's.

We must let patience have its perfect work, remembering that there are precious promises in the Scriptures for those who wait upon the Lord.

One of the things I have become aware of through the years is how much I love the people I write about.

Saints are only sinners who keep trying.

All the gold in the world cannot buy a dying man one more breath--so what does that make today worth?

It is said that good things come to those who wait. I believe that good things come to those who work.