I'm the same guy at that podium preaching to the people on every single song. I'm not doing a dance for you on another song. It's all a direct assault.

I wouldn't support Limp Bizkit being on some snuff backyard brawling, fighting contest.

My life. The life I'm living that's where all my inspiration comes from. Real life experiences.

I'm 38 years old and Limp Bizkit is just something I do. If I was a painter, it would just be a type of painting I make.

I loved the Cure and Bauhaus and the Smiths. The people in my town weren't privy to that kind of music and I got abused. I discovered the microphone to get out some of that angst.

When Wes came back to Limp Bizkit, we really wanted to do something different. We wanted to make a core record that we didn't care who liked or who disliked.

One of the things that was confusing about Limp Bizkit to some people is that our tastes were very different.

There's some people who are not understanding what Limp Bizkit is about. But, then again, who am I to tell people what they can use art for or how they can interpret it?

The future is easy because it doesn’t exist; but the past is painful because it lives forever.

Limp Bizkit Ice Cream would taste like the sweetest pair of panties in the world. It would taste like sushi. Sushi or panties.

That's your best friend and your worst enemy - your own brain.

Do you have the talent?' is rarely the question. 'Do you have the guts to finish?' is the real question.

Someone should love you. I will bite him if he will not.

Take the time to come home to yourself everyday.

We need to change the power structure in America, we need to end the political oligarchy.

I write rhymes with addition and algebra, mental geometry.

This thing called thinking, just as you think of it, the more you think of it, the best thinking can be NOT to think of it.

The library is a place where most of the things I came to value as an adult had their beginnings.

I've been very sensitive for a long time to the repeated pattern, during economic hard times or after a war, of the United States' essentially unilaterally disarming.

I start where the last man left off. What the mind of man can conceive and believe, the mind of a man can achieve.

He thought her beautiful, believed her impeccably wise; dreamed of her, wrote poems to her, which, ignoring the subject, she corrected in red ink.