I feel like I'm always fighting not to repeat myself.

My view of the world is always tempered by the fact that there are people who are less fortunate than I am.

Heavy metal is a universal energy -- it's the sound of a volcano. It's rock, it's earth shattering. Somewhere in our primal being we understand.

We've turned into a whining society.

I really think it's a white, bourgeois idea to pretend that you don't have influences. It seems to be the obsession strictly of white people in college.

Like any good tree that one would hope to grow, we must set our roots deep into the ground so that what is real will prosper in the Light of Love.

At some point, you protest too much they think you're guilty just because you're protesting.