And seemingly as winter has become spring, confusion has become insight.

And when I got sick I felt confident that if it was the last thing I ever recorded before I left this earth, I would be really proud of it.

And seemingly as winter has become spring, confusion has become insight.

People in the hospital ... call me the wellest man on the ward. That's what's going to sustain me. I have these energy reserves that I somehow can't seem to deplete.

I have found that searching for insight is more often than not a path to total darkness

No matter how solid or structured or set you think you are, there is, you know, a very thin line keeping us all from sort of chaos, in some perspective. And you know, I don't view that really as a negative thing at all, but it just is the truth.

It's your 21st birthday... What are you doing sober at the front row of a concert? Is it your 21st birthday? By the end of the night I promise... we will get you drunk, my friend.