Think your own thoughts.

There is so much in the world to hate, why hate yourself?

I'm completely optimistic - I know the end is coming!

I think it's important to encourage gluttony in all its formats.

I'm a total pleasure seeker. I pursue anything that satisfies me. I usually get it. I have specific needs and I know what they are so I can achieve satisfaction.

I'm nihilistic, antagonistic, violent, horrible - but not obliterated, yet. I just refuse to be beaten down. I think it's stubborness that keeps me going.

I used to think feminism was a liberating force - now I see many of those people are just censors under a different name.

Just because my bank account hasn't swelled astronomically I don't consider myself any less of a success.

The female format is a beautiful one in which to function. Foolhardy as it may be. I change my image all the time, it's whatever suits me at the moment.

Part of the charm of what I do is the fact that its completely unrelated to everything that came before.

The need to document my insanity is an affliction I have not yet cured myself of.

I consider myself a Hindu Christian Moslem Jew Buddhist and Confucian.

Make the best of every moment. We're not evolving. We're not going anywhere.

Watching Phil Mickelson play golf is like watching a drunk chasing a balloon near the edge of a cliff.

I think all actors are supposed to be character actors.

Careful, luv. I might be angry with you, but that doesn't mean I don't still want you. So if you do that again, I'll shag you right here, right now, and sod anyone who wants to watch

The spacious firmament on high, And all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim.

A wise man loses nothing, if he but save himself.

It seems like a dangerous concept to have someone who's just your drinking buddy. Someone you have nothing in common with, if you're sober, is probably not a good, healthy friendship.

It's for real though, let's connect, politic...ditto! We could trade places, get lifted in the staircases, Word up, peace, incarcerated scarfaces.

An idle life and a holy heart is a contradiction.