I like being swept up in weather and observing it as something beautiful and giant.

I was in a crazy, private, awesome bubble again, and that's when I started to write.

If you calculate every single thing you could possibly need in your life, you would need no more than 200 people to keep all that afloat: a doctor, food, wine, cheese-eating friends, the person who makes paper, the shoemaker.

All the girls who have photos of them at parties, like, "Woo!" - that's what someone's going to see of their grandma.

No matter who weaves in and out of your life, regardless of the quality of those deep friendships and familyships, I'm the only common denominator at this point who's been with me the whole time. And there's this sense of trying to make sense of that ultimate solitude. It's not a negative or even a positive. It's just a fact.

The group-effort sound in recording of Sea Lion is like, you really hear all the people in the room and hear them interlocking. Theres a real freight-train energy of all these people at the same time playing.

I like being swept up in weather and observing it as something beautiful and giant.