I have no clan, nor any rank. I am unique.

Despair kinda smells like burnt hair. Sounds great, but smells lousy. Now fear... fear you can taste! Let's see, fear kinda tastes like... like peaches, peaches covered with fresh bone marrow

With good art, that's what happens - it comes directly out from inside of you almost instinctively.

My mother was an English teacher before she became a full-time mom, and a huge proponent of reading, so she made sure I was an early and vigorous reader.

Only people with full stomachs become environmentalists.

You work with what you got.

What good are fans? You can't eat applause for breakfast. You can't sleep with it.

That's one way to overcome criticism: tank so hard that failing becomes glorious and meaningless.

Mediocrity borrows, genius steals.

In practice in 2007 I had a limit that probably would've weighed almost 30 pounds.

Better a broken promise than none at all.

. . . a dirty exterior is a great enemy to beauty of all descriptions.

The whole punk ethic was do-it-yourself, and I've always been very literal, especially as a kid. When they said that anybody can do this, I was like, 'OK, that's me.'

Wine makes a man better pleased with himself. I do not say that it makes him more pleasing to others.