On a more human level, the closest things to truths that I have been able to access are Love, Art, and Play.

I am tapping into a place in you that is unexplored, and very dangerous, but I think essential to the creative life of an artist.

I'll make music, whether or not anyone is listening, for the rest of my life. It's a natural form of expression for me, the same way I draw and write and sing.

It's great to want to be part of something, but it's a different thing completely to believe wholly in some type of movement, and to give everything for that something.

The world is a drought when out of love.

The girl I find who wants to talk about quantum theory in a bar is the one I want to marry.

I suggest we learn to love ourselves before it's made illegal.

I feel like a little kid who just walked into a candy store. I think that's something to smile about.

Insecurities are about as useful as trying to put the pin back in the grenade.

Some people fall in love and touch the sky. Some people fall in love and find quicksand. I hover somewhere in between, I swear, I can't make up my mind.

Too bad the things that make you mad are my favorite things.

Don’t fear uniqueness. Fear similarities and acceptance. Create a new trend by defining yourself.

Naturally, we lunatics are the kindest of the bunch.

You can have the most expensive clothes and still lack style

The passion for truth is silenced by answers which have the weight of undisputed authority.

I've got a lot of cutting and pasting to do, gentlemen, so why don't you please return to your porch rockers and resume whittling.

Say unto thine own heart, 'I am mine own redeemer.

Master water first and then paint.

A nomadic society cannot experience enclosed space.

The estate tax punishes years of hard work and robs families of part of their heritage by imposing a huge penalty on inheritance after death - a tax on money that has already been taxed.

Love works in a circle, for the beloved moves the lover by stamping a likeness, and the lover then goes out to hold the beloved inreality. Who first was the beginning now becomes the end of motion.