I can't remember all the times I've tried to tell myself to hold on to these moments as they pass

Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where noone notices the contrast of white on white.

When you're young and you play music, you have a peer group, you come out of a scene. There's a lot of people you know, and then you have some success, and it all goes away.

Over and over again in my life, I find closeness to other people and proximity to other people really painful; that's part of my mental illness, social anxiety. Closeness to other people is really hard, but it's also a shame because it's all you want too. But it doesn't always work.

All my songs are where I am.

When so much money is involved in these movies, someone somewhere is going to try to screw you.

Sometimes the world seems like a big hole. You spend all your life shouting down it and all you hear are echoes of some idiot yelling nonsense down a hole.