You don't have freedom unless you have the freedom to do stupid self-destructive things.

Cheerios bring back memories. I actually don't think I ate them much as a kid, though; maybe it's some sort of Jungian memory, I don't know. But they have so much sugar, it's great.

If you believe that there’s a heaven and hell and people could be going to hell—or not getting eternal life or whatever—and you think that, well, it’s not really worth telling them this because it would make it socially awkward. . . . How much do you have to hate somebody to not proselytize? How much do you have to hate somebody to believe that everlasting life is possible and not tell them that?

We all have friends we love dearly that couldn't pass for human in a strict Turing test.

Atheism is a religion like not collecting stamps is a hobby.

We aren't people who believe that just because we're performers our opinions on everything need to be known.

I have more contact with people who consume, for lack of a better word, my product than any other performers.