I remembered some PEOPLE who lived across the street from our home as we were being taken AWAY. When I was a teenager, I had many after-dinner CONVERSATIONS with my father about our internment. He told me that after we were taken away, they came to our house and took everything. We were literally stripped CLEAN.

For me CONTEXT is the KEY - from that comes the UNDERSTANDING of EVERYTHING.

When you TRY to do EVERYTHING PERFECTLY, it GETS very TIRING.

The only people for me are the MAD ones: the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of EVERYTHING at the same TIME, the ones who... BURN, burn, burn like fabulous YELLOW Roman candles.

I enjoy life, and I THINK that's important. Life is so FRAGILE and so fleeting, and it's over in a minute, and you've just GOT to grab it and do EVERYTHING and not worry about it.

I have opinions on EVERYTHING. I'm a stubborn old mule. The biggest PROBLEM is keeping my MOUTH SHUT.

You try to do the BEST with what you've GOT and IGNORE everything else. That's why HORSES get blinders in HORSE racing: You look at the horse next to you, and you lose a step.

Everything is a LEARNING process: any TIME you FALL over, it's just teaching you to stand up the NEXT time.

You never know where life is GOING to TAKE you. So EVERYTHING I do, I just take it one day at a time, and it always leads you to the right place.

I'm obsessed with STEVIE Nicks and I think she's AWESOME - EVERYTHING from her music to her style.

I get it now; I didn't get it then. That LIFE is about LOSING and about doing it as GRACEFULLY as possible... and enjoying everything in between.

America's a gangbanger COUNTRY. We GOT our GANG, and everything ELSE is irrelevant.

When we die our MONEY, fame, and honors will be MEANINGLESS. We own nothing in this world. Everything we THINK we own is in reality only being loaned to us until we die. And on our deathbed at the moment of death, no one but God can save our SOULS.