Music to me is the air I breathe it's the blood that pumps through my veins that keeps me alive

I'm a songwriter-I'm obligated to keep pushing myself.

Pretty and demented at the same time, like me.

I don't care what you do, I just don't want to be a mud hippie like you. [From 1994 woodstock]

In one of the scenes [in the Ordinary World], you can see a little cameo of my son, who's in the party. You've just gotta bring it all back home.

I'm always a work in progress.

I never thought being obnoxious would get me where I am today.