People involved in my personal life make fun of me a lot for not being jaded.

The fact that somebody's telling you a story about people who didn't exist doesn't make the experience of the story any less real in your heart and mind.

You can get into anything if you are determined. I always thought that with music, too.

I was 14 or 15 when I discovered poetry, and I pretty much stopped writing prose until Master of Reality.

You're not really going to know what a place is like 'til you've lived there a few years - you sort of just have to go with your gut.

The reality of having a kid involves day-to-day practicality - not broader philosophical outlooks.

In wrestling, people just throw each other around, possibly actually bleed, and are still friends in the locker room afterwards. But there's a real glee - a feeling goes up in the arena, especially on non-TV days. If it's just people in a room and somebody starts to bleed, that's very exciting.