I really want to start playing basketball. Basketball and ping-pong are my two forms of exercise.

There's only so many small shows you can do. A lot of the smaller things are more side project things. Not everything is appropriate for Sonic Youth to do.

Women make natural anarchists and revolutionaries, because they've always been second-class citizens, kinda having had to claw their way up.

When Punk Rock happened, it created an opening in the culture... it made it ok to think you could play music, even though you had no musical training.

If you don't fit into a certain type, there's a lot of strength in just being who you are.

Someone once wrote that in between the lives we lead and the lives we fantasize about living is the place in our heads where most of us actually live.

People pay to see others believe in themselves.

Rap music is really good when you're traumatized.

Women are natural anarchists...

I mean, who made up all the rules in the culture? Men-white male corporate society. So why wouldnt a woman want to rebel against that?

At the end of the day, women are expected to hold up the world, not annihilate it.

It will be worth it if I am remembered, if not flatteringly, then at least with some small amount of accuracy.

Through all of history mankind has ingested psychedelic substances. Those substances exist to put you in touch with spirits beyond yourself, with the creator, with the creative impulse of the planet.

When the restlessness of the mind, intellect and self is stilled through the practice of Yoga, the yogi by the grace of the Spirit within himself finds fulfillment.

This morning when I left Mom's parting words were, "Come straight home after school." Wow! Like I'm going to get stoned at 3:30—it doesn't sound so bad at that.

If ideas are what feed serious literature and arresting language, who today is writing a novel of ideas (which can often mean comedy)? I think of Joshua Cohen. Who else?

I'd like to sing songs that are mellower. I don't want to be screaming when I'm 60.

These dog bones are just making art the way art should be made, without any overarching reference. Just for fun, if you can imagine that-art for fun.

Tobey puts the CD on. Then he comes over and hugs me. I lean my head on his chest. 'I want to know everything about you,' he whispers.

There is not a string attuned to mirth but has its chord of melancholy.

I think there's a gradient that goes from science to art and magic is the middle ground. I think that we're all trying to understand and define the world around us but often it's experimental.