Sometimes I have a terrible feeling that I am dying not from the virus, but from being untouchable.

The challenge is to just focus on what's actually happening, focus on the people who get it, and focus on the people who are listening.

Nobody ever sees me. Thank you.

I kind of rely on my artist friends to make my physical music worth buying by having them all come together and create beautiful artwork that everyone is gonna want to own to support my record.

On many days, harder than the act of making the art itself is the act of sharing it and living in a culture that you know is built to tear you down.

American culture in particular has instilled in us the bizarre notion that to ask for help amounts to an admission of failure. But some of the most powerful, successful, admired people in the world seem, to me, to have something in common: they ask constantly, creatively, compassionately, and gracefully. And to be sure: when you ask, there's always the possibility of a no on the other side of the request. If we don't allow for that no, we're not actually asking, we're either begging or demanding. But it is the fear of the no that keeps so many of our mouths sewn tightly shut.

Our nature is to desperately want to believe and to take what we believe is the quickest path there even against our better judgment.