My God, Justin, do you hate him so?""Bah!" said his Grace..."does one hate an adder? Because it is venomous and loathsome one crushes it underfoot, as I shall crush this Comte.

My house seems remarkably full of people, " he observed. "Is it possible we were expected.

Monseigneur, I have killed you! You are dead! You are dead!"You display an unseemly joy, " he remarked. "I had no notion you were so bloodthirsty.

Serious affairs and history are carefully laid snares for the uninformed.

I'm not like Wolverine, but I can heal fast.

Wait. Is a real, live adult person actually asking me details about the games I play? This is unheard of.

The landscape is bathed in the honeyed light of morning. Sometimes the memory of winter comes again. And my days are colored reveries of you, my nights sensuous

Anybody who thinks small towns are friendlier than big cities lives in a big city.

And understandably so, that when you're in legal jeopardy, you really cannot put yourself in a position to open yourself up to the media.

For me success was always going to be a Lamborghini. But now I've got it, it just sits on my drive.

Mediocrity borrows, genius steals.

How to paint the landscape: First you make your bow to the landscape. Then you wait, and if the landscape bows to you, then, and only then, can you paint the landscape.