In Los Angeles, I feel connected to a hubbub of strangeness. And I enjoy that; I like strangeness.

Kind of easy for me, because it's so scary, gross, dirty, and no one fucks with it-you don't go for a pizza and someone puts heroin in front of you.

Beginnings are usually scary, and endings are usually sad, but it's everything in between that makes it all worth living.

Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.

We are hidden in ourselves, like a truth hidden in isolated facts. When we know that this One in us is One in all, then our truth is revealed.

Skills are called hidden treasure as they save like a mother in a foreign country.