I am not a role model.

Hard times fall upon everybody. Whatever it is, we're going to get out of it.

My biggest weakness is my sensitivity. I am too sensitive a person.

When I was in prison, I was wrapped up in all those deep books. That Tolstoy crap - people shouldn't read that stuff.

We wanna believe that we're different than the average guy that's working 9-to-5, that our thoughts are different than his. Our inspirations and desires are different than his, that's why we succeed and he didn't cos we wanna believe we're different, but he just didn't get the break that we had...or he wasted it on something else.

People love you when you're successful, but if you're not, who really cares about you?

I sacrifice so much of my life, can I at least get laid?