But I'm pretty good with collaborative thinking. I work well with other people.

I'm not sure whether it is me changing my mind, or whether I lie a lot.

Once you lose that sense of wonder at being alive, you're pretty much on the way out.

All the great mystical religions put a strong emphasis on the redeeming qualities of sex.

It makes me sad when I see artists who come alive when they go onstage, because, gee, I really come alive when I'm home.

I never could get over the fact that The Pixies formed, worked and separated without America taking them to its heart or even recognizing their existence for the most part.

I had a fantasy that i'd drift up to Scotland and spend my life as a faux bodhisattua.