I am the three minutes of 180 seconds, and I don’t do refills. I’m a lover, not a farmer.

Soak blanket in gravy and make a delicious brick wrap. Serve in All Gravy Room at the Mandrake Hotel.

Creativity is just an attraction to the second rate minds but simplification to the first rate minds.

I won’t die for my love—but I will live for her, which is much harder and more impactful.

Magic is not just for the entertainment, but to inspire people to be creative enough with their lives.

Creativity involves breaking out of established patterns in order to look at things in a different way.

Consuming the content and culture of creatives does not make one a creative. Creating makes a creative.

The three of us made love like one of us was a voyeur. I was the only one using binoculars as a sex toy.

Life is so beautiful and so short that anything that makes me feel less than too much is nothing at all.

You can’t let fear and indecision sink your creativity—they do not easily release their hold.

A crate full of discreet would appear to be empty. But it’s not. It’s full of my love for you.

Advice about love: When the green grape turns red, it’s time to separate the socks from the mittens.

I’d lick the water out of your bathtub, just to prove I love you—and that I’m not a cat.

I eat soup with chopsticks—and straws. And I make love with the surgical precision of a sledgehammer.

I put the hands in handsome. Then I put my penis in those hands. That’s some good-looking lovemaking.