When I started looking for pointed shoes, I used to go to Fairfax on Orchard Street in New York City, one of those little pushcart guys. I'd say, 'You got any pointy shoes?' They would go way, way in the back and come back with a dusty box, blow the dust off the top, and say, 'What do you want with these things? Give me twenty bucks. Go on, get outta here!' And that was the beginning.

You can learn a lot about a woman by getting smashed with her.

I knelt at the altar of Ray Charles for years. I worked at a restaurant, and that's all there was on the jukebox.

Never trust a man in a blue trench coat, never drive a car when you're dead

I'm not fighting for justice. I am not fighting for freedom. I am fighting for my life and another day in the world here.

I think I have an adrenaline addiction, no question about that.

Don't plant your days they turn into weeds