Life is a juggling act with your own emotions. The trick is to always keep something in your hand and something in the air.

A beautiful woman is like a painting and remains beautiful no matter how old she is.

I am made of words. Cut me & I bleed sentences. Read me, & I speak to your soul.

All good art is political. Between the lines of every book, the author implants messages for the unsuspecting reader. If not, what point does it serve?

One passion leads to another. It's passion that makes the wheels of life turn, passion for work, passion for pleasure, passion for passion.

If you add the shadow of death to a moment of passion you are in that instant free of all normal ties, your mind grows still and your body enters a state of non-being.

If you are open to change and welcome surprise, you know the secret of creativity and the secret of life.

You don't become a success by breaking the rules. You don't become a success by obeying the rules. You become a success by inventing the rules.

There was a monster in me that had to be fed by success. There is a monster in us all that has to be fed by something.

Depression comes from not accepting the way things are - and seeing no way too change them.

It is in the nest of disappointment where depression lays its eggs.

I always have issues with trust.

Then there is the worst part of Christianity, which is awful: power, corruption, manipulation... But then again, these feature are ever present in any organization.

I like when the song starts to take over and you feel like you have to dance more than write.

I want to get back to my fighting weight of 98 pounds. I have the exact measurements of that guy from the movie, Powder. Right now, I am the reigning West Coast Powder.

The rich are different from us.

I'm too nervous to eat before I go onstage, and I'll usually eat out after the performance or when I get home at midnight.

I just learned my lyrics and tried not to bump into the trumpet player. That was my philosophy.

That man is wisest who, like Socrates, realizes that his wisdom is worthless

To me avarice seems not so much a vice as a deplorable piece of madness.