Some turn to Jesus and some turn to heroin.

I was anti-intellectual to the nth. Basically I liked to dance and paint, and that was about it.

Heaven's full of astronauts and the Lord's on death row.

Eventually, with success, I started to feel more and more isolated - like I didn't have a community of artists.

For the first time in my career, I'm working in a fine-arts arena, so I'm finally getting some intelligent reviews.

Applause, applause, life is our cause.

Sex sells everything and sex kills.