It's not that I'm rebelling. It's that I'm just trying to find another way.

Have you ever analyzed things to the degree where you can’t really remember the difference between what’s real and what you’ve created in your head?

I'll have to put more earrings on. I bet that someone could analyze me and tell my condition by my earrings.

I think drugs are like strawberries and peaches..There’s no way to tell anyone who hasn’t been through it, there’s no way to explain it to anyone who hasn’t tasted it . To keep that superlative high, just on the cusp of each day, so that I radiate sunshine

You care enough, that you want your life to be fulfilled in a living way, not in a painting way, not in a writing way...you really do want it to be involving in living, corresponding with other living objects, moving, changing, that kind of thing.

You live alone, creating your life as you go.

I think drugs are like strawberries and peaches.