I'm a wonderful disaster. So are you. We're all a mess. We're in this culture that says take this pill and you'll be happy go on this diet and you'll be thinner have your teeth whitened people will love you more.

My doctor told me to stop having intimate dinners for four. Unless there are three other people.

When we were in the design studio I always was pretending like I was in a closet asking my friend before I step out into the world what do I look like? And everybody wants that honest friend before they go and go to dinner or go to an event.

It's not life or death it's a game and at the end of the game there is going to be a winner and a loser.

But the issue is not only life and death but our existence before God and our being judged by him. All of us were sinners before him and worthy of condemnation.

It is a sign of creeping inner death when we can no longer praise the living.

There is no such thing as inner peace. There is only nervousness or death. Any attempt to prove otherwise constitutes unacceptable behavior.

It is not the end of the physical body that should worry us. Rather our concern must be to live while we're alive - to release our inner selves from the spiritual death that comes with living behind a facade designed to conform to external definitions of who and what we are.

At a formal dinner party the person nearest death should always be seated closest to the bathroom.

I think a nice romantic dinner should be saved for when you and the girl you're dating or seeing have something special and it's a more special occasion.