I know I'm sane I don't give a care for the crown or the shield I will not protect you or happily yield To the one who makes me come undone

You hit a guitar, you hit a note, you hit a drum, you hit an organ. Meat and potatoes. Simplicity. Not getting too caught up in little tweezers of perfection.

There's nothing better than not knowing what's going to happen until you put the pieces together.

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.

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

I think I prefer the constant renewal. It's almost like sandpapering down any details or any contour of familiarities.

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.