Rock Is All About Writing

I Have No Intention Of Dying Young And Being Some Stinking Rock'n'roll Person.

The American Public Really Does Have A Death Wish For Me. They Want Me To Die. I'm Not Going To Die.

On Sofia Coppola's 16th Birthday, Way Back In 1987, I Stole A Lip Gloss From Her Sistine Chapel Of A Bedroom. Years Later, I Left A Chanel Lip Gloss In The Reception Of The Mercer Hotel For Her. You Know Why? I Believe That You've Got To Fix Your Karma.

Even If You Don't Release It, Find A Scream. It's So Liberating. You Can Do Anything Then. It’s Like You Can Fly. It Gives You Superpowers.

I'm Driven. I Am. I'm Driven For Some Reason. But I Don't Know Where I'm Going.