What is truth? Truth doesn't really exist. Who is going to judge whether my experience of an incident is more valid than yours? No one can be trusted to be the judge of that.

One thing about an artist, it doesn't matter how much your work sells for in your life, it's going to sell for ten times more than that after you're dead, and that's what you have to protect.

Maybe I don't believe things myself, as well. Truth is such a transient thing.

I'm out of here, I'm better than all of you.

I really love animals. My cat is my little soul mate. He's not just a cat, he's my friend.

I'm not trying to find another thing that's wrong with me, but I'm such a nice person, and I have a couple of drinks and I'm really good fun and then I'm really not fun.