I can remember being eight years old and having infinite possibilities. But life ends up being so much less that we thought it would be when we were kids, with relationships that are so empty and stupid and brutal. If you don't find a way to break the chain and change in some way, then you wind up, as the rhyme goes: a murder of one, for sorrow.

People ask me if I have stage fright. I say, "God, no, I'm completely comfortable there. I have rest-of-the-day fright."

Closeness to another person is like a fear of falling off a building to me. It's really, like, physically painful, and it's a brand of crazy I don't appreciate having.

People really need to show up early to hear Hollis Brown. They are just an unbelievable live band.

Time and time again I can't please myself.

If you want to really love someone, you've got to let go and loosen up and just care.

A long December and there's reason to believe, maybe this year will be better than the last.