“Sincerity seems to be a problem today. I’d rather be true and hated than be false and fool people.”

Vanity is a silly thing to be obsessed with because, it sounds cliché but it leads you to emptiness; it goes away.

If you are going to make something forever, you should be yourself.

You don’t need to give reasons for the things you do – you just have to do what you want. And sometimes the thing that seems messed up to everyone else is what’s right for you. You have to do it and not be ashamed of it.

Appreciate what you’ve got and follow your heart and you’re all good. Don’t over-complicate things.

I stand by every mistake I’ve ever made, so judge away.

When you love something, you get to know it. Then you feel the ownership and if it changes, you only love it as far as you know it because then you’re like, “What is this?”

I have no idea what I’m doing, and that’s kind of how I love it.

Anytime I hear that somebody’s really rich, the first question is, ‘Do you do anything with it? Or do you, like, chill? You just sit on it?’

I went through an experience that taught me that as soon as you think that you know how your life is going to be, something in the universe will make you realize that you really are not that in control of it.

I’m not the type of person that just needs to feel concrete and like nothing’s going to change. I revel in the change.

A lot of actors think that what we do is so important, like we’re saving people’s lives or something.

Sometimes you have to be selfish to get what you want and move forward in life.

If you’re an honest person, you’ll make mistakes, but it’ll be okay. The most interesting things happen after making mistakes.

Nobody lived my life. Nobody cried my tears. So don’t judge me.

I’m also human so I have days when I look in the mirror and go, “All right . Things are definitely changing.” I can see that.

I am fearless when I think I’m alone.

It feels better to love than to hate.

And now I have to confess the unpardonable and the scandalous. I am a happy man. And I am going to tell you the secret of my happiness. It is quite simple. I love mankind. I love love. I hate hate. I try to understand and accept.

Something that I’ve learned to love about myself is my freckles. I used to absolutely hate them; I even looked into ways I could get them removed.

Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach.

I hate a liar. Maybe because I’m such a good one myself, heh? Anyway, to find someone has told an out and out lie puts him on the other side of the fence from me for all time.

I hate myself on the screen. I want to die. My voice is either too high or too gravelly. I want to dive under the carpet. I’d love to be tall and willowy. I’m short.

How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me.

Sometimes you want to give up the guitar, you’ll hate the guitar. But if you stick with it, you’re gonna be rewarded.