Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth. You're an idiot babe, it's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

I like Fidel Castro and his beard.

Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed, dignity never been photographed.

Everybody's the first somebody, y'know.

You have to look at every one of your songs and be able to identify with them in a meaningful way. You can hardly sing your songs unless you're in them. If you want to fake it, go ahead. Fake it if you want. But I'm not that kind of singer.

Beauty walks a razors edge, someday I'll make it mine.

I'm mortified to be on the stage, but then again, it's the only place where I'm happy.