The Boy with Nails in His Eyes put up his aluminum tree. It looked pretty strange because he couldn't really see.

When I was a kid I always wanted to be a mad scientist. I don't know... a regular scientist just was no one.

I'm a happy-go-lucky manic-depressive. It does get very deep and dark for me, and it gets scary at times when I feel I can't pull out of it. But I don't consider myself negative-negative. I'm positive-negative.

Visions are worth fighting for. Why spend your life making someone else's dreams?

I always treated the science thing and the art thing as quite similar thematically.

If you ever had a pet, with me it was a dog, with that sort of unconditional love that only dogs can give, people can't do that; that sort of thing where it's very powerful, it's kind of your first love and your first real relationship, and usually your first experience with death.

I was never interested in what everybody else was interested in. I was very interiorized. I always felt kind of sad.