I just think the whole disease model of addiction is crap. It's rooted in fiction and junk science.

I don't want to get high with my kids, because then everything is different forever. That's so stupid, I think.

I've spent, I think, close to the last decade effortlessly and magically converting your tin cans into pure gold.

I think what drove me insane for a long time is feeling like I hadn't earned most of what I achieved because it came so fast.

I think the power of the mind is amazing, and we've barely scratched the surface of what it can do.

I think I have a duty as a recovering guy to help, to make my knowledge of what I went through accessible.

A lot of people think Major League's called Wild Thing. As they should.

People ask all the time, "What are you thinking?" It's my least favorite question in the world. The last bastion of solace is my mind. It's an invasion.

I think the honesty not only shines through in my work, but also my personal life. And I get in trouble for being honest. I'm extremely old-fashioned. I'm a nobleman. I'm chivalrous.