The problem turned out to be that I never was that kind of an artist.

When you're all alone, love one another.

The ultimate crime is not to care.

And so it's inescapable and people who proclaim scrupulous honesty can only proclaim that if they don't examine closely the things they believe.

If you're not satisfied with the way the world is, or if you think the world can be better, you have to figure out a way to know yourself and better yourself. Then you have the assurance that something in the world has improved.

Kept his locker full of weed just to satisfy his smoking needs and his love of fire.

There are still people who believe in that and wake up every day believing it's possible, and invest their whole selves in that.