You know, we are one nation under a god. Yes, you were right. An angry, crack slinging god who decorates with bullets and spent condoms.

Some people tell me that they like what I do, which is great, of course. The perfect irony and truth is that I need them much more than they need me.

The world’s a better place since I chose music. I like the physical aspect of it, the volume and the intensity of it. It’s loud and hard. I like all that because inside me I feel like screaming.

Basically, men are afraid of women and can’t handle the fact that they came out of the same thing they spend the rest of their lives trying to get back into.

Half of life is up - the other half is dealing with it.

I remember when Martin Luther King was assassinated. I was up early watching television and watched the announcement. I didn't understand what the word 'assassinated' meant.

Most of the writers I like just intimidate and humble me but in that there's a good deal of inspiration to be had as well.