Noise is an imposition on sanity, and we live in very noisy times.

I'm not a rock and roller, a hitmaker. I'm highly dependent on what's coming out of these vocal cords.

Sometimes I get lonesome for a storm. A full blown storm where everything changes. The sky goes through four days in an hour, the trees wail, little animals skitter in the mud and everything gets dark and goes completely wild. But it is really God - playing music in his favourite cathedral in heaven - shattering stained glass - playing a gigantic organ - thundering on the keys - perfect harmony - perfect joy.

As long as we keep searching, the answers come.

I have heard more than once, 'Shut up and sing!' and I get it now.

Someone had to change the world. And obviously I was the one for the job.

We're not really pacifists, we're nonviolent soldiers.