I think the only thing that we even have a small tangent of reality or truth about is right now - the moment that is happening right this second. Everything else is up for grabs.

If you make everything really on the nose so everyone knows exactly what you're talking about, it's often not as strong.

Sold my soul to the devil / for nice penmanship. / Now I write real pretty / but I'm starting to regret it.

I don't believe in the myth of the "self made man". Nobody gets through alone.

I used to be so young, how did I get so old?

You can't just look at the side of something that you want to see. You have to look at the whole round object and understand that there are parts of it that you don't like.

I think that's why art prevails: because it helps people in a fairly intangible, magical way feel more connected to each other.

I think the future and the past are equally hypothetical.

Sometimes I just don't have time to wait for the muse to come, so I've developed things to force the muse to come back.

I'm influenced in a million different ways by a million songs that I've heard and digested.

The idea that things intrinsically were just better is so stupid to me because they never were. It's all relative.

I felt as if each person within visual range were slowly draining the life from me. We were all connected, and the more them there were, the more I wanted to crawl under a table and cry.

I have no influence with the rising generation. All my arguments have failed to induce them to set bounds to their wants.

I love the normalcy of Cleveland. There's regular people there.

Faith looks back and draws courage; hope looks ahead, and keeps desire alive.

By some fluke, my folks forgot to ask me the question most crucial to ensuring a lifetime of self-doubt: 'What if you fail?

Having both a pet and a book...absolute heaven.

It just makes me wonder what subject you blame for talking to me every night.' I'm still settling on an answer for that one. Probably Chemistry. Jesus Christ. I can't believe I just wrote that.

Even today, the bigger the city, the better. That's why I live in New York.

The physician, to the extent he is a physician, considers only the good of the patient in what he prescribes, and his own not at all

New York Fashion Week comes only twice a year, make it count