Often thoughts are given to me with the sole purpose of giving them away.

Like any art, the creation of self is both natural and seemingly impossible. It requires training as well as magic.

I don't believe in nirvana. If nirvana was handed to us on a silver platter, this would be the first day of our struggle to keep it.

Whenever new ideas emerge, songs soon follow, and before long the songs are leading.

Leaping away from my mistakes has propelled me forward. It has great force behind it. It makes for great storytelling.

We who are interested in relative truth have to keep digging for it and not let ourselves be sucked under.

Time has passed through me and become a song.