When I'm all alone, nobody else can say goodbye.

I need to go outside. I wouldn't say I'm an outdoors person, but I like to go outside.

What I am is what I am. Are you what you are - or what?

But who cares? I can honestly look back and realize that everything happened for a reason. Everything that fell apart has fallen back into place beautifully and magically.

There's nothing I hate more than nothing. Nothing keeps me up at night. I toss and turn over nothing. Nothing could cause a great big fight.

You're just playing, playing, playing, and then an image or something will come into your mind, and basically you're just narrating it with music, letting it move along.

Religion is a light in the fog.