This isn't champagne anymore. We went through the champagne a long time ago. This is serious stuff. The days of champagne are long gone.

After the falling out with my father, I worked on a couple of ranches - thoroughbred layup farms, actually - out toward Chino, California. That was fine for a little while, but I wanted to get out completely, and twenty miles away wasnt far enough.

I got to New York when I was eighteen. I was knocking around, trying to be an actor, writer, musician, whatever happened.

When you hit a wall – of your own imagined limitations – just kick it in.

I didn't go out of my way to get into this movie stuff. I think of myself as a writer.

I don't want to be a playwright, I want to be a rock and roll star.

You can’t keep messing me around like this. It’s been going on too long. I can’t take it anymore. I get sick every time you come around. Then I get sick when you leave. You’re like a disease to me.