I'm just a sucker even talking to you guys. I should be ready to rip your heads off your necks. But it's just not the right thing to do

I don't do anything. My life sucks.

I just look around and say, I'm a mess. I don't know why I do things.

My life's not tragic at all. How many guys do you know who are bankrupt and just bought a $3 million house and are getting ready to get $6 million more?

There's no future in our past. Just experience. We want to return to it, but we don't want to close the door on it either.

I want to throw down your kid and stomp on his testicles, and then you will know what it is like to experience waking up everyday as me. And only then will you feel my pain.

I don't do nothin' unless I risk humiliating myself and really embarrassing myself. When I have that hanging over my head, it allows me to rise to the occasion.