It is not the things you have that make you happy. It is love and kindness and helping each other and just plain being good.
Too fast to live, too young to die.
The popularity of punk rock was, in effect, due to the fact that it made ugliness beautiful.
Be childish. Be irresponsible. Be disrespectful. Be everything this society hates.
What matters is this: Being fearless of failure arms you to break the rules. In doing so, you may change the culture and just possibly, for a moment, change life itself.
To be a flamboyant failure, that's better than being any kind of benign success
There are two rules I've always tried to live by: turn left, if you're supposed to turn right; go through any door that you're not supposed to enter. It's the only way to fight your way through to any kind of authentic feeling in a world beset by fakery.
Ah, beware of snobbery; it is the unwelcome recognition of one's own past failings.
I moved around a lot when I was a child; two of the houses I grew up in have totally disappeared. One was burnt in a riot, and the other was pulled down.
You can sit in front of a computer and have a blank slate and be completely overwhelmed by the possibilities and not get anywhere.
Last night, I went to a birthday party, and this girl brought a cake and a cheesecake. And the other girls that lived in the apartment, I swear to God, all night long: 'You're taking that cake with you when you go. That cake's not staying in this house. ' Like it's this evil, Hope Diamond, nuclear, horrifying cursed thing.