Is a dream a lie if it don't come true? Or is it something worse?

Talk about a dream, try to make it real. You wake up in the night with a fear so real. Spend your life waiting for a moment that just don’t come. Well don’t waste your time waiting.

Your skin upon my skin, in the beating of our hearts, may the living let us in, before the dead tear us apart.

I still like to go to record stores, I like to just wander around and I'll buy whatever catches my attention.

To say I'll make your dreams come true would be wrong, but maybe, darling, I could help them along.

From the beginning, I imagined I would have a long work life.

...It's all sort of dreams and it's all illusion. It's theater; it's not real. We're making up stories, you know, and people tend to run into you and believe you are your characters. And I suppose the funny thing is the longer you go, you do become sort of some version of [your characters]. You both diverge from them - you know - you live, but you also permanently inhabit that geography and that mental space - and so you do morph a little bit. We do become what we imagine.