It just seemed like I would. I mean, I didn't know him on a daily basis -- far from it. But, in a way, I don't even feel right being here without him. It's so difficult to really believe he's gone. I still talk about him like he's still here, you know. I can't figure it out. It doesn't make any sense.

Your pot laws are great! But your gun laws are even better!

Is it O.K. that I speak in English? The only thing I know in Dutch is how to order pot.

If you're anti-war it doesn't mean you are 'pro' one side or the other in a conflict.

I just have this deep kind of connection to reality of being like... in a way, I feel like a dock worker. I want to stay in connection with my dock-worker side, 'cause that's how I grew up.

Music was your real passion, this thing you held dear even above family. It was this relationship that never betrayed you. Once it became your job - this thing that was highly visible, this thing that became about commerce - that's when you were holding onto music like it was a palm tree in a hurricane.

We're not going to be the coolest rock stars in the world. We're trying to be good musicians.