It's weird, I was such a survivor and so wanted to be a part of life while I was trying to snuff out the life that was inside of me. I had this duality of trying to kill myself with drugs, then eating really good food and exercising and going swimming and trying to be a part of life. I was always going back and forth on some level.

I wish there were more good new bands that would light a fire and offer a little friendly competition that would be welcomed.

I had to educate him that there was no such thing as writer's block, that writers write when they write, and when they don't, they don't.

I'm impressed with a 90 year old woman who's still out and about.

You know I love pot, and I love beer, but I am totally sober, just because it completely stopped working for me.

It takes away a lot of the thrill of killing yourself when people are looking for you and you're disappointing them, because it is a lot of fun when you're out there killing yourself.

I walked away a little disheartened, thinking, 'Oh well. I came a long way to meet the Wizard of Oz, but I guess I won't. Such is life.