Fame is like getting across the street. It's like, if there's nothing to be across the street for, it's a pointless destination. It's like, "I gotta get across the street, man! I gotta be there! I gotta be there!" Then you get across the street and you're like, "Yeah I'm here!" And then, that's it. Fame doesn't make you particularly happy.

What I take from writers I like is their economy - the ability to use language to very effective ends. The ability to have somebody read something and see it, or for somebody to paint an entire landscape of visual imagery with just sheets of words - that's magical.

I want to be necessary and do good works. I ain't here to waste nobody's time, because I don't want you to waste mine.

I guess something that you love to do, you gotta ease up off it and give it a little space, come back and be fresh to it.

The new moon rode high in the crown of the metropolis. Shinin', like "Who on top of this?

Don't look down, it's an impossible view; Fly like an eagle whatever you do.

I'm really quite bipolar, and the depressed times, when everything felt like night, sometimes you get to such a low point that you physically beat at it until it bleeds - as you would say - bleeds till sunshine. You get to a point where you say, 'I will not take it anymore! I'm gonna do something drastic if I stay this depressed. I've got to break out of there!'