To turn $100 into $110 is work. To turn 100 million into $110 million is inevitable.
My first show was when I was a high school freshman, but it was at the junior class dance. My older friend and bandmate booked it.
To kill the misconception, I don’t think the songs we wrote before ‘Danger Days’ are bad songs by any means. In fact, I kinda think some of them are among my favorites we have ever written. A lot of them are kinda f—ing rad… they just so happened to have been created in the wrong place, at the wrong time, and we as their parents were not ready to raise them just yet… and so they sat and waited.
About six years ago my family was affected by multiple sclerosis.
I feel like you have to make art because you have to make it. But the end result of it- that last stage- you have to show it to somebody else to hopefully get a rise or reaction out of them- [to see] if it'll affect someone else.
Everything I've ever dreamed of, everything in my wildest dreams, is coming true.
When my creative side isn't being fulfilled, I see it affect me in a negative way and I'm not able to become that fatherhusbandman that I want to be. So it's almost like this dark half that you have to satiate in order to become full, in order to become a good person.
I feel like for me the lyric writing really comes from just what's going on in my heart and that's what consumes me; think a lot of our heart is relationships. Not just with boyfriend or girlfriend but all your relationships in your life with other people and our interactions with other humans.
BUT, in terms of attractiveness, speaking in terms of physical aspects only I think that Argentinean, Italian, Mexican, and Spanish men are among the most attractive men.
Exercise is the most awful illusion. The secret is a lot of aspirin and marrons glaces.
Your skin is prickly from fatigue and pain and there is a hissing in your ears. Time passes and the pills are taking hold like a glowing white planet coming into view. A reverse eclipse. And you watch with your eyes closed. The white planet is half exposed, it grips your heart in its light and seems to be pulling you forward and now you feel that you are falling. You are awake but dreaming. "The earth is not beautiful but the universe is," you say.