Once in a golden hour I cast to earth a seed. Up there came a flower, The people said, a weed.

For I dipped into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be.

Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and for ever.

.No price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself." Friedrich Nietzsche

I looked below and saw my people there, and all were well and happy except one, and he was lying like the dead - and that one was myself.

Clever talk can confound the workings of virtue, just as small impatiences can confound great projects.

When I'm in there I'm just in my zone. What people think about when they're looking at me, that's their business. If there is a bit of that, I am fine with it, each to his own.

I have a lot of ideas that I feel are half-formed, or half-way okay.

I only wanna go up the steps toward a different level of stardom. The BET Awards was one of those steps, the VMAs was another huge step. And the next step, eventually, hopefully, would be the Oscars.

It's fiction's job to express how it feels to be living now, and it's a complex feeling, full of contradiction. To me it often feels like a brutal trivialization of reality.

In fact one of the things about Plotinus is that he maybe not singlehandedly, but I think more than anyone else, killed off the variety and dissension among the philosophical schools of antiquity.

The ideal companion in bed is a good book.

I'm just trying to make the best music I can possibly make and represent the new class or whatever. Myself and Cudi and Asher and B.o.B. That's all I can do at this point.