I used to like to break into other people's houses and sit in their rooms. I found it very comforting to be in someone's empty house.

There are some people who might look better if you smacked them in the head with a baseball bat.

A very common thing these days is people show up and they ask us in the band to sign with a Sharpie right on their skin and they go get it tattooed the next day. Then they'll show up at another show and they'll have their tattoo.

I'm constantly failing, but not upset about it. I think there's a great deal to learn from that.

Don't ask for anyone's permission to follow your dreams

On the one hand, how many people do you need to love you before you feel OK about yourself?

I’m not insane, I’m voluntarily indifferent to conventional rationality.