I've made a life and career as a professional musician.

I mean, I grew up with pretty down-to-earth, atheist parents, but I was born a Pisces.

I love big budgeted, epic rock landscapes. That's what turns me on.

This planet Earth, the act of putting a roof over our heads, our flesh and blood existence, it's all very temporary.

Well, being a Canadian, I love SCTV, and I think it's the basis for all good North American comedy, so I compare everything to that.

I don't like to be afraid. I'm afraid every day, all the time.

I made money. What am I gonna invest in? Stocks? No. Im going to invest in music.

Sure, give me an adventure and I'll ride it.

As soon as I became old enough to make my dreams my reality, I became a firm believer that the subconscious and the world outside of our flesh and blood is essentially the truth.

But everything you do in life has a downside.

The intentions of record companies are not good, from the musician's perspective.

And sometimes when I feel that much emotion, something inside of me just snaps.

What was my body to me? A kind of flunkey in my service. Let but my anger wax hot, my love grow exalted, my hatred collect in me, and that boasted solidarity between me and my body was gone.

Well in the comic book world, I think the Hulk is the strongest, but I think I'd give him a heck of a fight!

Crows pick out the eyes of the dead, when the dead have no longer need of them; but flatterers mar the soul of the living, and her eyes they blind.

At the core, our motives are always self-serving, Kate. Altruism is a fog created by sly minds seeking to benefit from the energy and skill of others. Nothing more.

I was once kissed on the lips by a giraffe, and I don't think I've ever got over it.

In the year 1866, I discovered the Christ Science or divine laws of Life, Truth, and Love, and named my discovery Christian Science

I like somebody who makes me laugh. He's also got to be prepared - I'm sort of a loose cannon, in a good way. I also like people who disagree with me and make me work to prove my point.

The mob that hails the man on horseback, the Caesars and conquering heroes, does not retain its freedoms for long.

But wherefore could not I pronounce 'Amen'? I had most need of blessing, and 'Amen' Stuck in my throat.