And in this passion for understanding her soul lay close to his

Forgive me....I called you an idiot. I spoke too hastily. You are not. Had I given it more thought, I would have called you a scoundrel.

I prefer to be proved wrong than to live in error.

Of course there is a Santa Claus. It’s just that no single somebody could do all he has to do. So the Lord has spread the task among us all. That’s why everybody is Santa Claus. I am. You are.

Our passionate preoccupation with the sky, the stars, and a God somewhere in outer space is a homing impulse. We are drawn back to where we came from.

Happiness is not a luxury. It is a necessity. When we are happy, we are in the best possible place to be good to ourselves and those we love.

The human face is as strange to me as a countenance, which, the more one looks at it, the more it closes itself off and escapes by the steps of unknown stairways.

I was very skinny, braces; so I never thought I would be a model.

I rewrite everything, almost idiotically. I rewrite and work and work, and rewrite and rewrite some more.

Keep on rockin' in the free world.

With each project, whether it's an album or a mixtape, I try to learn more in the process.