Here was long period on my life when I was very disappointed by the fact I wasn't gay. Because I grew up going to gay clubs, living in New York and LA, both very gay cities.

A vegan who beats his wife is far further down the ethical ladder than a meat eater who's kind to his children.

I'm envious of people who can sleep as long as they want. I have the circadian rhythm of a farmer.

Being a vegan is pretty easy these days, as almost every town and city has health food stores and vegetarian-friendly restaurants.

I was trying to convince myself I could learn to be gay - but no. That's one of my great regrets.

The most emotional part is when I go into my studio every day and pretty much never have an idea of what's gonna happen.

When I was in my twenties, I thought I was bulletproof.