If there's a limit to how wonderful it is to me, and that limit is when you kill yourself with drugs and alcohol, you know, that's when it stops being so magical

He died alone, you know, on a linoleum floor and that isn't what we wanted for him, but it's what he wanted for himself

I liked having him in my life, its better, made my life better being a friend of mine

They say God made the mold he threw it out the window, there was no mold. There was just ether, stars, comets, precious jewels and gems