The run I was on made Sinatra, Flynn, Jagger, Richards, all of them look like droopy-eyed armless children.

I'm sorry, man, but I've got magic. I've got poetry in my fingertips. Most of the time - and this includes naps - I'm an F-18, bro. And I will destroy you in the air. I will deploy my ordinance to the ground.

Rock bottom; that's a fishing term.

If you’re a part of my family, I will love you violently.

I'm tired of pretending like I'm not bitching, a total fricking rock star from Mars...

Charlie Sheen has the potential to cause your soul to weep and forfeit

Fame is empowering. My mistake was that I thought I would instinctively know how to handle it. But there's no manual, no training course.