I think it's miraculous that anybody survives themselves.

I used to be so convinced that happiness was the goal, yet all those years I was chasing after it I was unhappy in the pursuit. Maybe the goal really should be a life that values honor, duty, good work, friends and family.

McDonald's being the official restaurant of the Olympics is like smoking being the official medicine of cancer.

You have to give people something to actually write music so that you're not just running your mouth all the time.

I think paranoia goes from generation to generation. It's convenient to imagine that there's a few people controlling everything, that way it's manageable and small. But that's not life, life is messy.

If I was a Pokemon, I'll either be a Psyduck or a Jigglypuff.

I walk by studio heads and they actually look and put their hand out now, like maybe I should be on their radar.