You're going to die. You're going to be dead. It could be 20 years, it could be tomorrow, anytime. So am I. I mean, we're just going to be gone. The world's going to go on without us. All right, now. You do your job in the face of that, and how seriously you take yourself, you decide for yourself.

You learn from a conglomeration of the incredible past - whatever experience gotten in any way whatsoever.

Shakespeare, he's in the alley with his pointed shoes and his bells, speaking to some French girl who says she knows me well.

As I stepped to the stage to pick up my degree, and the locusts sang off in the distance.

The woman I love she got a prize fighter nose, cauliflower ears and a run in her hose.

Creativity has much to do with experience, observation and imagination, and if any one of those key elements is missing, it doesn't work.

I've been up the mountain and I had a choice. Should I come down? So I came down. God said, Okay, you've been up on the mountain, now you go down. You're on your own, free. Check in later, but now you're on your own.