I Get Out On My Bike Almost

I Think That What Most Artists Are Trying To Do Is Trying To Understand. I Think What Distinguishes Creative People And/or Artists From Another Type Of Person Is Perhaps A Willingness To Go Headlong Into That Uncertainty.

I Think I Grew A Grey Watching You Procrastinate.

No Regrets. Never Never Any Regrets. Everything Has Been An Experience And Has Led To Me Now. Everything Has Been Important And Essential. Fear... I'm Afraid Of What People, Including Myself, Are Capable Of, But It Also Excites Me. I'm Afraid Of The Atrocities That We Are Capable Of And The Things That Can Happen If Everyone Makes Decisions Based On Fear.

I Haven't Had Sex With Many People In My Life, And Everyone Just Assumes That I'm Good In Bed!! I Guess That's A Compliment.

I Attribute A Scab To The Present State Of Society. The Way The Scab Looks In Its Worst State Is Gross And Chaotic And Horrible, That's Now, But When It Breaks Away, There's A Brand New Piece Of Skin That's Stronger Than Before. It's Like Creation Out Of Chaos.