In my early days, I was about 145 pounds. I was really a starving artist; the poster child for starving artists.

Nobody steals from Creed Bratton and gets away with it. The last person to do this disappeared. His name? Creed Bratton.

I’ve been involved in a number of cults both as a leader and a follower. You have more fun as a follower but you make more money as a leader.

In case you were wondering, my spirit animal is a duck billed platypus.

No matter how you get here or where you end up, human beings have this miraculous gift to make that place home.

The only difference between me and a homeless man is this job. I will do whatever it takes to survive…like I did when I was a homeless man.

I'm a pretty normal guy. I do one weird thing. I like to go in the women's room for number two. I've been caught several times and I have paid dearly.

When I was a teenager, I was in an iron-lung.

I think if you don't have it [desire], you're not going to be pushed into anything. You've got to want to do something.

I keep busy. That was my nickname in college, 'Iron to the Fire.' I like to keep several things going at once.

Ш'm not cybernaut, this stuff's so foreign to me.

Those who can truly see, know.

Same. I don't like to think I might have ended up in Plumber's gang, but given the alternative..."I raised both eyebrows. "Yeah. Drug-dealers or super-powered psychopaths? Choices, choices.

The catacombs where ghostly bodies lie. In the silence you hear the screams go by.

There's a difference between the world ending tomorrow and just drinking and drugging yourself to death.

The man who lies asleep will never waken fame.

Being free means "being free for the other," because the other has bound me to him. Only in relationship with the other am I free

I screamed, and--lo!--Infinity Came down and settled over me

With an artist no sane man quarrels, any more than with the colour of a child's eyes.

Far travel, very far travel, or travail, comes near to the worth of staying at home.

The inquiry leads us to that source, at once the essence of genius, of virtue, and of life, which we call Spontaneity or Instinct.