Christmas seems to start earlier and earlier every year. Like, this time, it's on December 25th.

I asked God for a bike, but I know God doesn't work that way. So I stole a bike and asked for forgiveness.

A computer once beat me at chess, but it was no match for me at kick boxing.

When I was a kid I used to pray every night for a new bicycle. Then I realised that the Lord doesn't work that way so I stole one and asked Him to forgive me.

My computer beat me at checkers, but I sure beat it at kickboxing.

I was the kid next door's imaginary friend.

My classmates would copulate with anything that moved, but I never saw any reason to limit myself.

My girlfriend told me that she was seeing another man. I told her to rub her eyes.

I was in a bar the other night, hopping from barstool to barstool, trying to get lucky, but there wasn't any gum under any of them.

I've learned that you can't make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they'll panic and give in.

People come up to me and say, 'Emo, do people really come up to you?'

What are we if we are not disciplined?

Injustice is relatively easy to bear what stings is justice.

I just want to make something that I love and people will respect.

I've kept journals at many times in my life starting from when I was about 13 or 14. But it's boring and contrived to keep a journal every day. Better to write as the mood strikes.

While I was busy hating Vegas, and hiding from Vegas, a funny thing happened. I grew to love Vegas.

It's all too much and not enough at the same time.

I can't write - out of all the things it takes to make music, lyrics are the thing I'm by far the shittiest at.

I was a student in the Department of Anthropology. At that time, they were teaching that there was absolutely no difference between anybody. They may be teaching that still.

I don't want people to pigeonhole me.

Love itself cannot be divorced from the suffering which comes from being separated from the object of love.