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

When you say something or sing something enough times, it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy. It's almost like casting spells. I don't mean necessarily in the flighty, 'I'm going to go buy a cloak with a hood now' way.

Be alone even when there's a million people around, because tomorrow it will be a different million people.

I just went to Europe, spent a year traveling, and then I came home with a finished album and said, "Hey everyone I'm back!" I gave everyone their lighters from Luxembourg, gave them the postcards from Italy and Rome, then said, "Hey look, I made a record, too" and played it for them. The general reaction was shock, because it was so different from what they've known me to do.

I wrote the album [Metals] in the fall. In about four months, I went from zero to finished. It usually takes forever.

I said I'd stop for a year, which was inconceivable to me and everyone around me. It seemed like so long. But then, after that year, I looked up and I still hadn't gotten my land legs back at all.

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