To all the kids out there: Follow your dream. Believe in your dream. Because dreams do come true.

What's interesting is, for myself, when I become really attracted to somebody, I find them in my dreams... conversations, nothing more.

You only get one album. You only get one single. You get one shot in music. But I have a million different dreams. Why can't I go out and try to achieve them all? Who are you to say I can't?

I believe dreams represent the purest form of fantasy we unleash through our subconscious. They represent the truest freedom we can experience. Totally unrepressed and totally creative.

To provoke dreams of terror in the slumber of prosperity has become the moral duty of literature.

I'm sure I have a process, but it mostly takes place in my dreams.

I think I am done with Wikipedia for the time being. But I have a secret hope. Someone recently proposed a Wikimorgue - a bin of broken dreams where all rejects could still be read, as long as they weren't libelous or otherwise illegal.

You have to be vigorous. That's the only way you are going to get it because everybody has dreams and everybody has goals, but the only people who achieve them are the ones that go after it and don't take no for an answer.

I think dreams can come true, but not necessarily like fairy-tales. It's not always so perfect like that.

The worst thing you can do to a kid is tell them that their dreams are invalid.