When autumn comes, it doesn't ask. It just walks in, where it left you last. And you never know, when it starts; until there's fog inside the glass around your summer heart.

There's a certain lack of gimmickry to what I do that makes people in England go: 'Where's the thing?

I was very successful from a very early age, and I want to keep it.

No matter what I do, I'm going to earn it.

Today I finally overcame tryin’ to fit the world inside a picture frame.

I have masturbated myself out of serious problems in my life.

I remember playing the guitar through the amplifier facing out the window of my house onto the street in the summer time - that was social media in 1992.