Language is the most beautiful and destructive thing because it allows you to express yourself, but it totally confuses everything.

I feel like the biggest failure of humans is miscommunication. We can't communicate with each other-we can fight, we can kill, we can do those things well.

I'm really interested in the difference between selfishness and generosity. It confuses me to no end because sometimes it all just feels like pure indulgence on my part.

The night schedule is a crazy pit I fall into most of the time, but I do like it because the buzz of normal professionalism has gone away. Even though you're working, you feel like you're playing.

A lot of the images I use are already out there in the public or in the news. I just steal them or photograph them or repaint them, so they've already been talked about, already been consumed.

There are so many different desires that make you execute an artwork.

A lot of people use a smiley face when they write letters. But it's this huge insane compulsion, like "I'm happy! I swear!" I'm not buying it. I don't believe them.

It's nice that I can go down the road of obsessing over this smiley-face bullshit so maybe I can get free from it and think about something else-it's so banal and yet so crazy!

I love language, and I love the failure of language.

The most dangerous of all falsehoods is a slightly distorted truth.

What's the point of wandering?to find a better place?a home?But the loneliness will always capture mein its clawsof no tomorrow

Drink the nectar of love from the flowers of life.

Being in Nirvana was amazing an experience that will never happen again for me. And I look on them as some of the best and worst times of my life.

The primary use of conversation is to satisfy the impulse to talk.

Being with Mary was different because...he wasn't the only one who wanted to make love to her. The beast wanted her, too. The beast wanted out so it could take her.

When your guru gives you a command, you better listen to it. I love everybody. Even George Bush.

There will be occasions in each of our lives when we will be called upon to explain or to defend our beliefs. When the time for performance arrives, the time for preparation is past.

My normal life is like being on holiday.