I collect records. And cats. I don't have any cats right now. But if I'm taking a walk and I see a cat, I'm happy.

Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in flight, searching the skies for dreams.

I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.

No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself.

Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it's too late. Say what you're feeling. Waiting is a mistake.

I probably still haven’t completely adapted to the world. I don’t know, I feel like this isn’t the real world. The people, the scene: they just don’t seem real to me.

But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?

The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.

When I first met you, I felt a kind of contradiction in you. You’re seeking something, but at the same time, you are running away for all you’re worth.

When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.

When you use an armament, you use it to defend the civilians. You kill terrorists in order to defend civilians. That's the natural role of any army in the world.

It's painful, but we can't heal ourselves unless we cleanse the wounds.

If death causes you no pain when you're dead, it is foolish to allow the fear of it to cause you pain now.

Black eyeliner. It’s standard. It’s all you need. It just makes the world a better place.

I don't really talk about my process very much, because I feel like if I give something away, it might not come back.

Alas, it looks like those unsubstantiated rumours about me are about to come true after all this time.

Soul music has so many great artists who put their thing down. That's important.

Everybody goes down to a least common denominator, and as a result, productivity goes down to zero. And we've seen that in every communist country around the world.

From his neck down a man is worth a couple of dollars a day, from his neck up he is worth anything that his brain can produce.

So long as the presence of death lurks with anyone who goes through the simple act of swallowing, I will make mine whiskey.