Roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair. The night's busted open. These two lanes will take us anywhere.

Mental illness and creativity are - it's a thin line in between the two. I tend to believe that.

Some guys they just give up living, and start dying little by little, piece by piece.

Outside the street's on fire in a real death waltz between what's flesh and what's fantasy.

When it comes to luck, you make your own.

Poor man wanna be rich, rich man wanna be king, and a king ain't satisfied until he rules everything.

I think if somebody comes up and simply says, your jobs? I'm going to bring them back. You're not comfortable with the browning of America? I'm going to build a wall. ISIS, I'm going to defeat them. Those are very - it's a simple, but it was a compelling message for a lot of people.