I don't have a tuxedo that fits anymore because my chest and my biceps are too big.

I'm tired of pretending like I'm not bitching, a total fricking rock star from Mars...

Boom, crush. Night, losers. Winning, duh.

I've got magic. I've got poetry at my fingertips.

People say it's lonely at the top, but I sure like the view.

I still don't have all the answers. I'm more interested in what I can do next than what I did last.

The best way to not get your heart broken, is pretending you don't have one.

It's quite fitting that Slash is getting a star on the very street Axl Rose will one day be sleeping on.

I am on a drug. It's called Charlie Sheen. It's not available. If you try it once, you will die. Your face will melt off and your children will weep over your exploded body.

My success rate is 100 percent. Do the math.

I'm still alive, which is pretty cool.

The walls of books around him, dense with the past, formed a kind of insulation against the present world and its disasters.

But don't ever forget: adultery is also biblical grounds for forgiveness, healing, and restoration.

Every collaboration with a new person is like when you take a bin of Legos and dump them on the floor. All of the pieces to work with are right there. A floor full of Legos is full of possibilities.

When I was young I found out that the big toe always ends up making a hole in a sock. So I stopped wearing socks.

I don’t believe in an art that is not born out of man’s need to open his heart.

This is the Lord's doing. And it is marvelous in our eyes.

Even in winter it shall be green in my heart.

There's really no pain in the realm of the higher astral. A lot of spirits are playing mini-golf having a good time.

Adultery ... could be as banal as marriage.

Easter means that Christmas worked.