“The imagination is precious. Don’t lose it. Don’t lose the child in you.”

Times have not become more violent. They have just become more televised.

Is adult amusement killing our children, or is killing our children amusing adults?

There’s no time to discriminate, hate every motherfucker that’s in your way.

The seeds of who I am now had been planted. Fools aren’t born, I wrote in my notebook one day during ethics class. They are watered and grown like weeds by institutions such as Christianity.

Whatever doesn’t kill you, it’s gonna leave a scar.

Most of the world’s problems could be avoided if people just said what they fucking meant.

Not only are love and hate such closely related emotions, but it’s a lot easier to hate someone you’ve cared about than someone you never have.

I was becoming the cold, emotionally crippled monster I always wanted to be, and I wasn’t so sure I liked it. But it was too late. The metamorphosis was already well under way.

When someone was willing to drown with me, I really didn’t want to drown anymore.

Hello world and hello universe. Thank you all very much.

I never said to be like me, I say be yourself and make a difference.

Art should never be an answer but a question.

In the end we’re all Jerry Springer guests, really, we just haven’t been on the show,

I remember growing up, saying you’re an artist it sounds pretentious but now it’s one of the only dignified things that you can call yourself.

The mind is the greatest bomb.

Everybody has a light and a dark side, and neither can exist without the other.

Kids look up to me. I’m not saying I make my music for kids, I do what I feel, its just a self reflection of how I am as a person and it relates to a lot of people.

Children are like buds in a garden and should be carefully and lovingly nurtured, as they are the future of the nation and the citizens of tomorrow.

It’s the true meaning of music being a universal language, constantly fighting and going through different boundaries in order for new people to hear the music and be like, “Oh, sh*t! I mess with this Pitbull kid.”

My first crush was this kid in kindergarten who told me he had tigers in his attic as well.

I wish all the mothers, fathers and children out there realize how much I need them and how much I value their support.

An ugly baby is a very nasty object – and the prettiest is frightful.

I’ve always told my children that once they go out into the world, they must have two heads and two minds: one to keep grounded, the other to deal with corporate America.

The great man is he who does not lose his child’s heart.