If I can introduce someone to something new, as is constantly happening to me, then I am elated

Mullets are still going strong in the south and places like St Louis or the Carolinas.

Pop culture is not about depth. It's about marketing, supply and demand, consumerism.

I feel akin to the Platypus. An orphan in a family. A swimmer, a recluse. Part bird, part fish, part lizard.

Now I am obsessed with collecting Platypus paraphernalia.

I need to broaden my horizons.

Music is a very personal and emotional form of communication.

It's too hard for me to comment on the sorry state of our culture.

Hopefully, as a band, it will grow and develop for a good length of time.

I mean, I would hope that I have a style or personality that is evident wherever I go.

I love being a musician. I love the lifestyle. But I think it's probably as difficult and frustrating as anything.

I've known humans, and I know beasts. The beast is better. It is unpretentious. It kills for food. Humans do 'cause they're just not any good.

It is not the jumps you made in your life but mostly the jumps you haven’t made are the real source of regrets in your life!

The good thing about this game? There's always tomorrow.

The sun of liberty is set; you must light up the candle of industry and economy.

It is better to decide a difference between enemies than friends, for one of our friends will certainly become an enemy and one of our enemies a friend.

Punk rock isn't supposed to be for everyone. There is that sort of private club mentality, which is necessary. It keeps things from getting watered down and boring.

Some wits, too, like oracles, deal in ambiguities, but not with equal success; for though ambiguities are the first excellence of an imposter, they are the last of a wit.

What Marie Antoinette was to eighteenth-century France, Mary Pickford is to twentieth-century America.

Man is free; yet we must not suppose that he is at liberty to do everything he pleases, for he becomes a slave the moment he allows his actions to be ruled by passion.

But now my task is smoothly done, I can fly, or I can run Quickly to the green earth's end, Where the bow'd welkin slow doth bend, And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the Moon.