The foolish idea that my music can actually make a difference in someone's life - that right there is proof that it's working. It makes me feel great, it really does.

With everything you're letting go, I'm sure it's going to have a different value to you. And every time you let go you're going to be a different age or there's going to be different circumstances. So I think the best way to do it is to simply wish the best for that thing.

You come to realize that only one person can tell you what's expected of you, and that's you.

I won't give up. Even if the skies get rough.

The rules of life are made up. The rules only exist in your mind.

The unavoidable kiss, where the minty fresh death breath is sure to outlast his catastrophe.

I was a horrible student! It just sort of evolved as I started playing. I guess I became a master of it when I declared myself a wordsmith or a... word-play guy. As soon as I declared it and started that affirmation, I just became it.