It's a fine line between writing something with genuine emotional impact and turning into little idiots feeling sorry for ourselves and playing stadium rock.

I'm glad I escaped the clutches of those evil gnomes... I'm talking, of course, about Puerto Ricans.

The people in charge, globally, are maniacs. They are maniacs, and unless we do something about it these people are going to deprive us of a future.

i'M nOT thOM yorkE but a. ROBOT.

Trying to find my flaws is like trying to find a black person at one of our concerts

Well, it only dawned on me about six months ago that not everybody's against me all the time. It was something of a revelation.

Like a fat raccoon rummaging through the garbage, that how I eat. Like a f-king fat raccoon.