I find it depressing that people think you have to be on drugs to watch [my stuff], that’s a cop out, use your brain, use your imagination.

People said, ‘You must be mad, or on drugs,’ which I found a bit disappointing. What about imagination? It reflects our time that people sooner assume you’re on drugs or mad, rather than free.

No means yes in grasshopper language.

Reality depresses me. I need to find fantasy worlds and escape in them.

It's impossible to be unhappy while wearing a poncho!

All my friends got dogs and cats for Christmas, and I got a starfish called Roy. I used to take him down to the park on a lead.

When I'm 70 I might be a man in a park just wandering around, speaking in tongues with kids throwing bread at me.

Never try and go on a solo mission on your own.

I've had a really weird day, some joker threw bamboo in the penguin enclosure. They all vaulted out. It was a nightmare, it took me all morning to get them back in.

I don't really like jokes in a way. I mean gags are fine but I like weird moments where what you have isn't really a joke, just tiny moments.

I've got it all in here ultra violets, flying saucers, strawberry bootlace come on get involved.

I leapt eagerly into books. The characters’ lives were so much more interesting than the lonely heartbeat of my own.

Life is an exciting adventure. You must adventurous to fully embrace life.

America is so rich and fat, because it has eaten the tragedy of millions of immigrants.

Men are the dreams of a shadow.

Religion is interested primarily in the One who is the source of all things, the master of every phenomenon.

No matter how much it's growing, the Internet still is a pretty specific demographic. It doesn't necessarily represent the general populace.

If it's worth doing, it's worth overdoing.

As I look forward, I'm very optimistic about the things I see ahead.

Fear comes from uncertainty; we can eliminate the fear within us when we know ourselves better.

If fathers are sometimes sulky at the appearance of the destined son-in-law, is it not a fact that mothers become sentimental and, as it were, love their own loves over again.