For me, I'd rather have an intense experience than not.

Boredom is the dream bird that hatches the egg of experience. A rustling in the leaves drives him away.

I wouldn't go up on a stage now if you paid a thousand dollars for one minute of acting. It's a nasty experience. You're up there all by yourself. You're so damn exposed.

I was never afraid of failure after that because, I think, coming that close to death you get kissed. With the years, the actual experience of course fades, but the flavor of it doesn't. I just had a real sense of what choice do I have but to live fully?

My parents had an experience of life that is as opposite to mine as you can imagine.