I've either got an acute case of hypochondria or I'm falling apart at the age of twenty-three.

Life is miraculous, even when it's disastrous, it's still incredible, I'm fascinated with everything, life is fascinating, I'm fascinated by trees and dogs, but no one wants to hear me talk about it.

I've either got an acute case of hypochondria or I'm falling apart at the age of twenty-three.

Well, I don't like the word 'rock star,' the two words, 'rock star.' Not even 'soft rock star. Not even limestone star. I don't like those words.

The lyrics just come out, and I don't know where from. I'm an incredible failure in relationships. I think there's a romantic ideal that I'm aspiring for. I don't know. The lyrics are always about unsuccessful relationships. They're not all about the love between a man and a woman. It's about friendship and family. Deep down there's a lot of talk about general existence.

Abstract painting is dead. That's why it has become so interesting again.

Anything where we're the butt of the joke, no one tells us about it.