For a while we lived in a tent we'd pitched inside his parents' house and we slept on pillows.

We went up and visited him and slept on the floor with him. He had blankets and pillows, linens, but no bed. Priest will probably kill me for telling you this, but he used boxes and stuff as tables. He had a small TV and a VCR to watch game films. It was very humbling.

In school the kids thought I was freaky because I made straight A's and daydreamed a lot.

We live from day to day and get as much joy out of experiencing as we can.

Making it big in this world is such a rip-off, you gotta keep your head together or it can be totally without meaning.

Take events in your life seriously, take work seriously, but don't take yourself seriously, or you'll become affected, pompous and boring.