I feel like my music stands for the ultimate statement of irreverence.

I believe in karma, and I believe if you put out positive vibes to everybody, that's all you're going to get back.

I went through awkward, chubby, total weirdo phases.

I do have a stylist who helps me shop, because I don't have time to shop.

When you're around me, you're going to get glitter on you.

You don't have to carry a designer bag that costs more than a car to look cool.

I embrace the imperfections and celebrate them.

Every weird thing about you is beautiful and makes life interesting.

Go insane go insane, throw some glitter, make it rain...!

My favorite wild animal is a narwhal - the unicorn of the sea. It’s a whale with a tooth that sticks out of its head that’s almost two-thirds the length of its entire body.

You have to have a sense of humor about life to get through it.

You can always get someone to love you - even if you have to do it yourself.

In the actual state of social relationships, the forms ("formes", Fr.) of politeness are necessary as a subsitute to benevolence.

Everyone hates their picture being taken and they're nervous and they're bringing all of that. When I meet with them they realize it is a collaboration and they look forward to coming back.

Your enemy shall ye seek; your war shall ye wage, and for the sake of your thoughts! And if your thoughts succumb, your uprightness shall still shout triumph thereby!

The mind is the shadow of the light it seeks.

Society doesn't need that everybody is behaving in the full normal way... like people in a Buddhist monastery... But eccentricity may also connect with the irrational.

A worker without genius is better than a genius who won't work.

We are ultimately at home in the world not through dominating or explaining or appreciating, but through caring and being cared for.

Well, I was born and raised in the Midwest, in Indiana specifically, and my childhood was full of weekend movies, you know, the Saturday and Sunday popcorn movies.

The feeble-minded, the neurotic, the criminal, perhaps, also, the artist, have unpredictability and perverted innocence in common.