To some extent I happily don't know what I'm doing. I feel that it's an artist's responsibility to trust that.

We are like the birds. We adapt. We sing.

I don't believe that crime, danger and poverty make for good art. That's bullshit.

Most of our lives aren't that exciting, but the drama is still going on in the small details.

I can't tell one from the other:I find you or you find me?There was a time before we were born If someone asks, this is where I'll be.

Life tends to be an accumulation of a lot of mundane decisions, which often gets ignored.

We're on a road to nowhere, come on inside. Takin' that ride to nowhere, we'll take that ride. I'm feelin' okay this mornin', and you know, we're on the road to paradise, here we go, here we go.