I Don't Think I'm Ever Going To

The Exit From Agony Is Always There. The Tunnel Out Of The Agony Sector Is Always In Front Of You And Yet You Don't Take It. You Don't Take It By Choice. You Want To Indulge A Lot And Be In Pain. The Easiest Way Out Is To Write A List Of What You're Grateful For. If Everybody Literally Did That Before They Went To Bed At Night, There'd Be No Unhappy People.

My Social Life Goes In Bursts, Where I Get Like, "oh, I Gotta Get Out And Do Something, Man, I Gotta Do Something." And I'll Plan A Trip And Go On A Motorcycle Trip Down The Baja Peninsula For 900 Miles And I'll Hang Out With My Friends For Like A Month, And Then They'll Never See Me For Two Months Or Three Months Or Whatever, And I Won't Answer Any Calls.

I Wish Everyone Could Experience Being Rich And Famous, So They'd See It Wasn't The Answer To Anything.

It Is Better To Risk Starving To Death Then Surrender. If You Give Up On Your Dreams, What's Left?

Like Many Of You, I Was Concerned About Going Out Into The World And Doing Something Bigger Than Myself. Until Someone Smarter Than Myself Made Me Realize That There Is Nothing Bigger Than Myself.