I pity anybody who has to spend a day with me.

I feel like I've dreamed half of my life that hasn't happened yet, so a lot of times I'm going along, and I do stuff, and I know that I've done it. I have deja vus more than I have regular experiences. If half of your day is a deja vu, then you start to wonder, 'What is real and what isn't?'

If people are going to hate me, I want them to hate me for the right reasons

If a kid is old enough to drive a car or buy a gun, isn't he old enough to be held personally responsible for what he does with his car or gun? Or if he's a teenager, should someone else be blamed because he isn't as enlightened as an eighteen-year-old?

Anybody who does not evolve can become a self-parody. I have to evolve on a daily basis just to keep my own interest in what I do.

For me, art is supposed to be a question mark.

Art gives people a reason to be alive.