I do the same things I did when I was 12 years old: I ride bikes, I read books, I walk in the woods. And I listen to music.

If I had to give up reading or give up listening to music, I suspect I'd stick with the music.

Mainly because people were what they were and you couldn't change them. most of the time, they couldn't change themselves, even if they were desperate to be somebody different from who they were. So, best keep your distance.

I know I don't need him, but I think I want him.

It always helps me connect with characters, to think about what music they respond to

But I believe the words entered me and changed me and still work in me. The words eat me and sustain me. And when I'm dead and in a box in the dark dark ground, and all my various souls have died and I am nothing but insensible bones, something in the marrow will still feel yearning, desire persisting beyond flesh.

Nothing changes what alreaday happened. It will always have happened. You either let it break you down or you don't.