I'm very much into making lists and breaking things apart into categories.

I wave to the double-decker buses from my bike, but the passengers never wave back. Why? Am I not an attraction?

When it became easy enough to do dairy online, then I just thought, "Oh, I'll start doing this. I'll put the parts online that aren't going to get me in trouble. I'll save the rest for myself." It became also this kind of self-therapy. I could write about stuff that was bothering me, or personal stuff. And the very personal stuff I could edit out. But it was kind of the catharsis of getting it out and writing about it, that made me think, "Okay, I see why people do this, why they keep these diaries." So I thought, "Well, let's see what happens when I post some of it."

With music, you often don't have to translate it. It just affects you, and you don't know why.

The true face of smoking is disease, death and horror - not the glamour and sophistication the pushers in the tobacco industry try to portray.

I find rebellion packaged by a major corporation a little hard to take seriously.

This ain't no party, this ain't no disco, this ain't no fooling around.