Out here where the world begins and ends, it’s like nothing ever stops happening.

I.. Uh...What are you having?... Did you make some of those up

Scott: I don't think I'm ready to be a grown-up. Kim: I don't think you are either, buddy. But hey, you'll get it. It just takes practice.

This song is for the guy who keeps yelling from the balcony, and it's called 'We hate you, please die.'

When you're alone, you look at yourself more, it is kind of inevitable.

Oh, hey, maybe I should have mentioned that my friends are retarded douchebags.

I need some kind of... like... last minute, poorly-set-up deus ex machina!!

There was about six months when I was absorbing other stuff and not drawing very much. After a long period of not drawing, you have to, like, relearn how to draw. It's not very fun.

I have a lot on my mind and not a lot to do so it's going to come out, all of it, and then, then, it may begin to make a sort of sense

I feel like im in this river just getting swept along... And if I hold on to anyone, if I'm holding on for dear life, I'm not getting anywhere. I'm stuck. ...I never wanted to get stuck

When you do your first book, you're just like, "This is my work." And it's just this whole other world that you throw yourself into.

A sign of a lover of wisdom is his delight in not running his mouth about things he doesn't know.

For the newborn and wise, everything begins small.

We live in a network of inter connectivity.

To solve your problems, stop worrying.

One always expects something else.

Things derive their being and nature by mutual dependence and are nothing in themselves.

I would sell my life to avoid the pain that begins in the crib with its bars or perhaps with your first breath when the planets drill your future into you.

Faith is the recognition that Spirit works in, as and through each and all of us - through every person and every circumstance.

I don't have enough information, and enough courage, to come up with a definite version of events. And I think it is too dangerous for me to do so.

Not to know what happened before you were born is to be a child forever. For what is the time of a man, except it be interwoven with that memory of ancient things of a superior age?