No matter what I do, I'm going to earn it.

I have these accidents, these mistakes, these self-inflicted wounds, and then I tear my head to shreds about it for days.

I'm willing to make compromises based on someone I think is the one, but I think it's psychologically important to people when they're famous to be the only famous person they know.

How dare you say it's nothing to me? Baby, you're the only light I ever saw.

The minute hand moves faster than you think it does.

I don't jerk off because I'm horny. I'm sort of half-chick. It's like District 9. I can fire alien weapons. I can insert a tampon. No, I do it because I want to take a brain bath. It's like a hot whirlpool for my brain, in a brain space that is 100 percent agreeable with itself.

Fear is a friend who's misunderstood