We're all just animals. That's all we are, and everything else is just an elaborate justification of our instincts. That's where music comes from. And romantic poetry. And bad novels.

It's the damage that we do and never know. It's the words that we don't say that scare me so.

She pulls the eyes out with a face like a magnet.

Maybe I just never learned my harmony part, because what everybody says sounds odd to them sounds perfectly natural to me.

You're drinking vintage Elvis Presley wine.

The cost of living in sin would make a poor man out of Paul Getty.

I know that when I make a record like The Delivery Man as a contrast to even Il Sogno, this is going to reach a wider audience, because it communicates in that very direct way.