I don't feel that one instrument has more weight than others. Any sound that you can produce adds to your vocabulary of possibilities.

There are any number of things that survive great, and don't need any kind of consciousness, so why bother going through all the trouble of evolving monkeys that don't run very well or climb very fast or have particularly sharp teeth, but have big heads.

If something doesn't work, it becomes obvious immediately. This just isn't going to work.

Death comes at you no matter what you do in this life, and to equate drugs with death is a facile comparison.

I equate Deadheads to people that like black licorice. There aren't many people that like black licorice, but the ones that do, REALLY REALLY like it! Or buttermilk, or whatever.

The world has to tell us. In other words, we don't have an agenda or a battle plan or a map or a direction or anything. We're just going along, and our world is telling us.

You can't make rules regarding the moral behavior of something unless you know what the hell it is, and what it's capacities are. What it can do, what it can't do.