You make a choice to win and you win...

What is a normal childhood? We weren't rich, we were pretty middle-class. My dad survived from job to job; with him taking care of so many relatives, he couldn't save any money.

I got tiger blood, man. My brain fires in a way that is - I don't know, maybe not from this particular terrestrial realm.

I was banging seven-gram rocks...because that's how I roll. I have one speed. I have one gear. Go.

You can have rules at home that are different from the rest of the world's as long as you're not hurting anyone.

They sell pot named after me in the dispensaries. And I'm not even a pot guy. I was so honored.

I have to tell them that last night was a shameful train wreck filled with blind cuddly puppies.