No matter how much you think you love somebody, you'll step back when the pool of their blood edges up too close.

The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.

Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I've ever known.

Make me into anything, but just love me.

All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be boring.

When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves.

We'll be remembered more for what we destroy than what we create.

People are all over the world telling their one dramatic story and how their life has turned into getting over this one event. Now their lives are more about the past than their future.

The only reason why we ask other people how their weekend was is so we can tell them about our own weekend.

You can only hold a smile for so long, after that it's just teeth.

Parents are like God because you wanna know they're out there, and you want them to think well of you, but you really only call when you need something.

People who made their dreams come true didn’t simply go after it. They changed the person they were, in order to fit the type of person that would live that type of dream.

I think I'm most proud of my family right now. I'm more into that then I've ever been. It also gives a new area to draw from in creativity with my songs.

If I had an hour to solve a problem I'd spend 55 minutes thinking about the problem and 5 minutes thinking about solutions.

Or, as I call it, a Cheesel, it's a Weasel with a Cheese finish.

Style is about the choices you make to create the aspects of civilization that you wish to uphold.

It's the rich you can terrorize. The poor have nothing to lose.

Think how much better it is to criticize conventional customs if you yourself live up to them, scrupulously.

Things start where you don't know and end up where you know. When you know is when you ask, How did this start?

Because this age and the next age Engender in the ditch, No man can know a happy man From any passing wretch, If Folly link with Elegance No man knows which is which.

Nature, as it grows again toward earth, is fashioned for the journey, dull and heavy.