Most bands don't work out. A small unit democracy is very, very difficult.

Blame it on the lies that killed us. Blame it on the truth that ran us down.

Success makes life easier. It doesn't make living easier.

Is there anybody alive out there?

Somebody who can reckon with the past, who can live with the past in the present, and move towards the future - that's fabulous.

I realized the only time I felt complete and peaceful was while I was playing or shortly afterwards, even though it was in front of thousands of other people, which most people wouldn't consider to be a safe place.

I guess there's just a meanness in this world