When People Hold You In High Esteem,

There's Something About Being Under-rested And Knowing That The Situation Is Going To Remain That Way For Quite Some Time That Makes Things More Meaningful.

Most Of The People Who Call Me A Sellout Were 7 When I Was Down Face-first In The Punk Trenches.

A Man With An Excruciatingly Painful Condition Wrote Me And Told Me That His Doctor Said That The Only Cure For What He Has Is Death, And He Might Want To Consider Suicide. What Do You Say To Him? I Doubt The, "hey Let's Go Get Some Coffee And Talk" Thing Is Going To Be At All Helpful.

When You Have To Work With And Exist Amongst Cynical, Burned-out Personnel On A Set, It Doesn't Matter What You're Shooting Or How Much You're Being Paid - It's Not Worth It.

Cynicism Is Only Intellectual Sloth.