I think my brain just has a natural way of going to what would be the most insane thing, the least likely option.

I'm the luckiest unlucky person.

Not many people have had as much bad luck as I have, but not many people have had as much good luck, either.

It's not the child's responsibility to teach the parent who they are. It's the parent's responsibility to learn who the child is.

I start crying when certain things come up, certain memories, certain feelings, and it's intense. But I think it's good for me - and therapeutic.

Life can very genuinely and realistically pile things on. It doesn't dole out the heartache and pain, or joy, perfectly.

When anything huge happens to me, I always think, this isn't my moment, this is a moment.

I love devastating movies, documentaries and hummingbirds (yes, in that order).

When I couldn't get ahold of cigarettes, I'd roll coffee grounds into typing paper and smoke that and then vomit.

My age makes all my wrinkles and gray hair make sense.

I didn't know whether I'd be attractive to anybody.

Your aspirations are deeply influenced by your inspirations. Don't produce bad situations due to a lack of creative ambitions.

Lift your eyes and look on the FIELDS (Jon 4:35), there are viable opportunities

Better to be driven out from among men than to be disliked of children.

The hard part of loving is that one has to learn so often to let go of those we love, so they can do things, so they can grow, so they can return to us with an even richer, deeper love.

It is the custom on Africa to always produce new and monstrous things. [Fr., Afrique est coustumiere toujours choses produire nouvelles et monstrueuses.]

My so-called failures have been some of my greatest learning tools. I just make sure to fail up.

If I get into a car on a circuit, I drive as fast as I can; that's it!

I don't want to date celebrities, I don't want to roll out of clubs absolutely steaming, make an idiot out of myself. I want to concentrate on my music career.

Short on money, long on hope

Amnesia may well be the highest sacrament in the great gray ritual of existence.