Never Give Up On What Makes You

There Is No Yoda-there's No One Who Points You In The Right Direction. You've Got To Figure That Out By Yourself.

The First Memory I Have, Anyway, I Guess - I Think It Was My Second Birthday And The Cake Came Out With The Candles And I Was Very Excited And I Was, Like, "oh! A Cake!" And Then My Cousin Blew Out The Candles. I Was So Disappointed. It Just Broke My Heart. And So That's Stamped In My Brain.

Nobody Panics When Things Go “according To Plan”. Even If The Plan Is Horrifying!

When Anything Is Blocking My Head Or There's Worry In My Life, I Just Go Sit On Mars Or Something And Look Back Here At Earth. All You Can See Is This Tiny Speck. You Don't See The Fear. You Don't See The Pain. You Don't See Thought. It's Just One Solid Speck. Then Nothing Really Matters. It Just Doesn't.

I Do Think That Drugs And Alcohol Have Been Glorified And Exoticized In Such A Way That It Gets Into The Art World.