Don't give me what I ask for, give me what I need.

The death of the music business was insane, but audio recordings have been around now for maybe 120 years. Books have been around for, what, nine centuries? So they're more entrenched than music.

What do you really want to know? Am I sorry for what I did? There's not a day goes by I don't feel regret. Not because I'm in here, but because you think I should be. I look back on the way I was. A young, stupid kid that committed that terrible crime. I want to talk to him. I want to try to talk some sense to him. Tell him the way things are. But I can't. That kid's long gone, and this old man is all that's left.

Battles that last five minutes spawn legends that live a thousand years.

The loss of memory isn't always the problem; sometimes--maybe even often--it's the solution.

It's only a little secret, but having a secret makes me feel better. Like a human being again.

If being a kid is about learning how to live, then being a grown-up is about learning how to die.