“Comedy is the one absolutely self-aware art form. Actually, hip-hop’s another one, I suppose. Because in your songs you’re talking about how good a hip-hop artist you are. It’s like a painter painting a panting of himself painting a painting.”

I’m interested in taboos for certain reasons. They can dramatise things and they’re scary, and they’re important to think about.

Critics have said I write without spontaneity, in cold blood. I don’t. I write in hot blood.

I never said I was funny, OK, so stop staring at me.

Drugs kill, just like cancer. So don’t smoke… tumors.

I’m not a grown up until everybody realises I’m a grown up. When everyone remembers me as the dirty kid singing little songs I am the dirty little kid.

I’d really love to make something that doesn’t involve my stupid face.

I love you like a gay geneticist loves designer genes.

I’ve been doin’ drive-bys all of my life. Except the bullets are newspapers, the car is my bike.

I get more ass than a giant donkey stable.

At the time of ‘Words, Words, Words,’ I’m a 19-year-old getting up feeling like he’s entitled to do comedy and tell you what he thinks of the world, so that’s inherently a little bit ridiculous.

For me, if you distill comedy down, it is surprise and the unexpected. That has to be it on its most base level, in any form.

There are a shitload of songs about being in love with someone who doesn’t love you back and I talk about weed and my cat and being lazy a lot.

True ideas are those that we can assimilate, validate, corroborate, and verify. False ideas are those that we cannot

Love is all about… whistles.

I’m just ready to keep going.

I’m gay for Jesus, fill me with your grace. Pour your love all over me, but please aim away from my face.

You cannot teach a person something he does not already know, you can only bring what he does know to his awareness.

If, then, my awareness of the past and future makes me less aware of the present, I must begin to wonder whether I am actually living in the real world.

Energy is what I believe all of us are. We’re just conscious awareness dancing for itself for no other reason but to stay amused.

Other people teach us who we are. Their attitudes to us are the mirror in which we learn to see ourselves, but the mirror is distorted. We are, perhaps, rather dimly aware of the immense power of our social enviornment.

My earthly parents don’t know my potential or my divine qualities. They weren’t taught how to diagnose or be aware of such things.

I have no other self than the totality of things of which I am aware.

It is important to make a child aware of the existence of a weird creature like a water spider that breathes through its backside.

It is important for young entrepreneurs to be adequately self-aware to know what they do not know.