Santa Barbara is a paradise; Disneyland is a paradise; the U.S. is a paradise. Paradise is just paradise. Mournful, monotonous, and superficial though it may be, it is paradise. There is no other.

We live in a world where there is more and more information, and less and less meaning.

The desert is a natural extension of the inner silence of the body.

Deep down, the US, with its space, its technological refinement, its bluff good conscience, even in those spaces which it opens up for simulation, is the only remaining primitive society.

Art does not die because there is no more art. It dies because there is too much.

Illusion is no longer possible, because the real is no longer possible.

Today's terrorism is not the product of a traditional history of anarchism, nihilism, or fanaticism. It is instead the contemporary partner of globalization.

What I am, I don't know. I am the simulacrum of myself.

There is no aphrodisiac like innocence.

Disneyland is presented as imaginary in order to make us believe that the rest is real.

History that repeats itself turns to farce. Farce that repeats itself turns to history.

Make sure a conflict exists before working to resolve it.

When we are kind and forgiving, we will be forgiven.

A company has integrity when its words and actions consistently match the branding effort.

Yelling and screaming won't really get what I want from my kids.

Actors want to impress at the beginning, so you take advantage of that by suddenly saying, 'Right, you're here for two weeks.' What you're doing is creating a siege mentality.

I'm tenacious and no is not a good answer to give me.

...Jake, a homosexual cop buried so deep in the closet he didn't know where to look for himself.

... love is banality to all outsiders.

The words loved me and I loved them in return.

If you look at the Forbes 400, they are paying a lower rate, accounting payroll taxes, than their secretary or - whomever around their office.