“When I die, I want people to play my music, go wild and freak out and do anything they want to do.”

Let me live my life the way I want to.

I’m the one that’s got to die when it’s time for me to die, so let me live my life the way I want to.

Oh say, can you see, it’s really such a mess. Every inch of earth is a fighting nest. Giant pencial and lipstick tube shaped things, continue to rain and cause scream and pain, and the arctic stains from silver blue to bloody red.

The time I burned my guitar it was like a sacrifice. You sacrifice the things you love. I love my guitar.

You have to give people something to dream on.

Happiness is within you… so unlock the chains from your heart and let yourself grow- like the sweet flower you are. I know the answer- just spread your wings and set yourself free.

The world is nothing but a big gimmick.

This is your life – you must die by yourself, so for heaven’s sake, live for yourself and no one else.

May the dreams of your past be the reality of your future.

Excuse me while I kiss the sky.

Even Castles made of sand, fall into the sea, eventually.

You’re a woman, at least you taste like you are.

The story of life is quicker then the blink of an eye, the story of love is hello, goodbye.

Before you start pointing fingers, make sure your hands are clean.

The dollar bill is God in the States. All those Pelican people just believe in money and nothing else.

You have to use fantasy to show different sides to reality. That’s how it can bend.

Never go to a doctor whose office plants have died.

He [Christ] died for me. He made His righteousness mine and made my sin His own; and if He made my sin His own, then I do not have it, and I am free.

The need to understand prescription information can literally be a matter of life and death.

If you did not write every day, the poisons would accumulate and you would begin to die, or act crazy or both-you must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.

If you knew Jesus was coming tomorrow, what would you do today? Then do it!

Laws are no longer made by a rational process of public discussion; they are made by a process of blackmail and intimidation, and they are executed in the same manner

When Satan tells me I am a sinner he comforts me immeasurably, since Christ died for sinners.

I’ve had so much plastic surgery, when I die they will donate my body to Tupperware.