“The way things could be…and they should be, but they’re not.”

The first lady in my life, but now you’re gone, I learned through the years to keep carrying on.

De La Soul, from the soul, black medallions, no gold.

Your picture brings me tears and memories.

It isn’t possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.

You are always naked when you start writing; you are always as if you had never written anything before; you are always a beginner.

I’ve never paid too much attention to what other people have said or to what other people have tried to make me be.

The problem to be solved, the mystery to be clarified. It is never a matter of civil war; even though of different opinions, or of different political leanings, scientists dispute each other, they compete.

I will never forget that day. I just wanted to see Kurt Cobain’s face. I had a feeling he was very cute. But, I couldn’t see his face.

I’ve never had to fend for a child’s life, which sounds very terrifying.

It’s never been seen that a street artist go as far as I’ve gone – keep consistent without wanting to do a bunch of ventures outside of music to keep my face out there.

I never fall in love.