I found that things became a lot easier when I no longer expected to win. You abandon your masterpiece and sink into the real masterpiece.

You've got a deadline. Well, I do, too: death.

The art of longing's over, and it's never coming back.

I do cherish those moments when I can just relax in the hotel room. Because there are a lot of details that have to be taken care of aside from just getting up onstage. You're dealing with a number of human beings whose well-being and safety you're concerned about. There are people I like to meet and talk to in the crew and the band.

Suffering, violent suffering, seems to be something that corresponds with something that we experience.

I noticed that when I was on Prozac my relationship with the landscape improved. I actually stopped thinking about myself for a minute or two, because most of the thoughts one has about oneself are involved with desire or loneliness or isolation or strategies to overcome them.

When things get really bad, just raise your glass and stamp your feet and do a little jig. That's about all you can do.