Religion is a light in the fog.

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.

If it turns out to be a hit, well, good luck dealing with fame. And if it's not a hit and you can still survive and make music you believe in, well, then you're truly blessed. I think that's where we are now.

You feel like a prisoner if you don't create. You're jailed up inside of yourself.

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

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.

I think the New Bohemians' inability to say no was a big part of our problem.