The only way to deal with critics is to go over their heads direct to the public.

You pick up some fans and a handful of haters along the way.

I don't know what everybody else was fantasizing about but what I was fantasizing about was a nine-to-five existence, a house on a tree-lined block with a white picket fence, pink roses in the backyard. [...] After a while you learn that privacy is something you can sell, but you can't buy it back.

People don't value their obscurity. They don't know what it's like to have it taken away.

Being noticed can be a burden. Jesus got himself crucified because he got himself noticed. So I disappear a lot.

Just because you like my stuff doesn't mean I owe you anything.