As a matter of fact, as we discovered on the train, tomorrow never happens, man. It's all the same f***ing day, man.

I'm one of those regular weird people.

As it gets closer and more probable, being a star is really losing its meaning.

You know why we're stuck with the myth that only black people have soul? Because white people don't let themselves feel things.

What's happening never happens there

Don't compromise yourself. You are all you've got.