I've loved music always, and my music fire was lit by Elvis Presley, really, and all that was happening back then.

I like cappuccino, actually. But even a bad cup of coffee is better than no coffee at all.

I don't know why people expect art to make sense. They accept the fact that life doesn't make sense.

I like things that go into hidden, mysterious places, places I want to explore that are very disturbing. In that disturbing thing, there is sometimes tremendous poetry and truth.

This whole world is wild at heart and weird on top.

We think we understand the rules when we become adults but what we really experience is a narrowing of the imagination.

Mankind was not meant to suffer -- bliss is our nature. The individual is cosmic. Let's rock.

Absurdity is what I like most in life.

It's so freeing, it's beautiful in a way, to have a great failure, there's nowhere to go but up.

We only dream of images we already have inside of us.

I supported myself by delivering the 'Wall Street Journal' and doing odd jobs. I love plumbing and carpentry.

My life's an open book. Some of the pages are a little ripped, but it's open.

The ultimate lesson all of us have to learn is unconditional love, which includes not only others but ourselves as well.

Cats are people, and the sooner the world accepts that fact, the better off the world will be.

I will never stop loving you, I know it’s a cliché but it’s damn true.

I don't have a warm personal enemy left. They've all died off. I miss them terribly because they helped define me.

If we do not catch men, we are in great danger of losing even the desire to catch them. Our purposed activity is in peril of becoming a dream.

There's always two sides to the coin if you have the patience to see.

A good tattoo always has a story that runs deeper than the skin, and Inked tells that story.

To get hwat you want out of life, all you really need to do is be honest about it, don't be afraid to go for it, and have fun while you do it -- and you'll eventually get it.

All truths are erroneous. This is the very essence of the dialectical process: today's truths become errors tomorrow; there is no final number.