The stars looked like nail heads in the sky--pull a few of them out and the darkness would fall.

The world spins. We stumble on. It is enough.

I write about what I know; and I write about things that are new to me, and that I didn't know before.

The thing about love is that we come alive in bodies not our own.

Long ago, long ago. The simple things come back to us. They rest for a moment by our ribcages then suddenly reach in and twist our hearts a notch backward.

There are moments we return to, now and always. Family is like water - it has a memory of what it once filled, always trying to get back to the original stream.

There's a part of me that thinks perhaps we go on existing in a place even after we've left it.

We have to admire the world for not ending on us.

It was a silence that heard itself, awful and beautiful.

Give life long enough and it will solve all your problems, including the one of being alive.

Even if people laughed at the notion of goodness, if they found it sentimental, or nostalgic, it didn't matter -- it was none of those things, he said, and it had to be fought for.

Life is a sea of vibrant color. Jump in.

You know how it is. Sometimes we plan a trip to one place, but something takes us to another.

Night is brushed aside like so much cobweb. The day is wound up and begins even before the last haunted dreams, the last of the fog, those spectral and evanescent residues, have faded away.

I'm sure you're always working in your head, but when you're actually physically working, you're in your studio, right? For me, it changes all the time. That's something I really love.

The answer to the ancient question Why is there something rather than nothing would be that nothingis unstable.

Let us not judge others, because we simply don't know that had we lived their life, we might be exactly the same.

In the Chili Peppers I'm a part of that world in a pretty big world and that's just the way it is.

What's the trick to writing a genuinely funny comedy? The trick is therapy. Take notes.

Older teens tend to write to me and say, 'Thank you for not writing down to teenagers.'

An immense percentage of snobs, I believe, is to be found in every rank of this mortal life.