She really wants to be my friend, I realize, and suddenly I feel very sorry for her. She doesn't know what a terrible thing it is she's asking for.

Power has always corrupted, my dear. Even the promise of power. It is a hard thing to look at through the fence for hundreds of years without wondering what it would be like on the other side.

Friends help each other when they are...you know...going up international hit men and stuff.

Keep your chin up. Eventually, you will meet someone who cares about your opinion. I'm so sorry I'm not her.

I have to smile. He's such a dork. But I'm starting to realize the one good thing that's happened: he's my dork.

Congratulations, " I tell her with a slight bow. "I hope you and your power trip will be very happy together. Now, if you'll excuse me, it's time for me to go.

No! I need to go home, " I say, but then the realization comes: My mother was my home. My mother is dead.

Any darn fool can make something complex

Landscape painting is the obvious resource of misanthropy.

Friendship is a very taxing and arduous form of leisure activity.

They liked me so long as the liquor flowed at my house, but I haven't seen any of them around lately.

To get my sound in the studio, I double guitar tracks, and when it gets to the lead parts, the rhythm drops out, just like it's live. I'm very conscious of that.

Life is a series of random collisions.

He does not seek glory - yet people respect him.

Let's clear one thing up: Introverts do not hate small talk because we dislike people. We hate small talk because we hate the barrier it creates between people.

We noticed that, but in reality we have to take it one game at a time.

Don't consider me too demanding if I ask you once again to set great store by holy books and read them as much as you can. This spiritual reading is as necessary to you as the air you breathe.