I think I work in two worlds. I'll always try to kick through a wall. I did that when I was younger and I still have my way of doing that.

My sunglasses are like my guitar.

We go through life. We shed our skins. We become ourselves.

To be an artist — actually, to be a human being in these times — it’s all difficult. … What matters is to know what you want and pursue it.

Never let go of that fiery sadness called desire.

Where does it all lead? What will become of us? These were our young questions, and young answers were revealed. It leads to each other. We become ourselves.

Life isn't some vertical or horizontal line -- you have your own interior world, and it's not neat.

I imagined myself as Frida to Diego, both muse and maker. I dreamed of meeting an artist to love and support and work with side by side.

Swift is the arrow, dark is the thorn, the slate is clean, the future awaits, awake.

Make your interactions with people transformational, not just transactional.

To me, punk rock is the freedom to create, freedom to be successful, freedom to not be successful, freedom to be who you are. It's freedom.

I realize that life is risks. It’s acknowledging the past but looking forward. It’s taking a chance that we willmake mistakes but believing that we all deserve to be forgiven.

Millennials, instead of a danger, are really a reflection of the society in which they grew up in, and in which all of us now live.

Most of my writing life consist of nothing more than unglamorous, disciplined labor. I sit at my desk and I work like a farmer, and that's how it gets done.

You can employ men and hire hands to work for you, but you must win their hearts to have them work with you.

'May the Force be with you' is charming but it's not important. What's important is that you become the Force - for yourself and perhaps for other people.

My philosophy was, if I just do good work, someone will like it enough to employ me. It never made me famous. And I'm way, way too old now, mate. That boat's sailed.

No-one has held back. They have put some definition around the numbers and now we have to wait for the reality.

The actual writing is what you live for. The rest is something you have to get through in order to arrive at the point.

I have long given up the idea of a little house on the Ganges, as I have not the money.

Is it not a thing divine to have a smile which, none know how, has the power to lighten the weight of that enormous chain which all the living in common drag behind them?