I look a little like Beaker. I think I'm a cross between Beaker and The Count. My hair looks like Oscar the Grouch. It's Muppety hair.

Take criticism, smash it into dust. Add color and use it to paint breathtaking images of unicorns frolicking through endless fields of greatness.

I think it's perfectly acceptable and rather admirable to be moderately delusional

If you're lucky enough to find a weird - never let them go.

At my sexiest, I look like an androgenous Muppet.

I live in my own bubble. I'm in Gublerland.

I once gave a girl a bloody fake ear in a Tiffany jewelry box with a letter that said, “will you Gogh to prom with me?

I'm usually pretty lame when it comes to physical activity, but I'm like a Jedi on the badminton court. It's as if my body was built specifically for it - tall and lanky, with wrists like mousetraps.

My heroes have always been the hardworking and unflappable. Those who light a candle rather than curse the darkness.

I guess I'm just in the flow and riding the wave.

I'm obsessed with coffee. My doctor says if I don't cut back, I am going to permanently damage my esophagus. No joke.

...people don’t take trips—trips take people.

Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things.

You often say, “I would give, but only to the deserving.”The trees in your orchard say not so, nor the flocks in your pasture.They give that they may live, for to withhold is to perish.

That's one of those meaningless and unanswerable questions the mind keeps returning to endlessly, like the tongue exploring a broken tooth.

THERE is widespread agreement among economists that abuse of credit constitutes one of the chief unwholesome elements in business booms and is mainly responsible for the ensuing crash and depression.

You know how it is. Every time you kiss someone else, in a way you always remember that very first time.

I cut hundreds of pages from my book because I felt myself being reiterative or redundant. Sometimes I wanted to leave just hints of things.

If I wasn't a singer, I'd be a bloodclaat revolutionary.

We are haunted by an ideal life, and it is because we have within us the beginning and the possibility of it.

I am not afraid of the darkness. Real death is preferable to a life without living.