It doesn't matter how anything happens.
The art of longing's over, and it's never coming back.
I've often said if I knew where the good songs came from, I'd go there more often.
I greet you from the other side of sorrow and despair, with a love so vast and shattered it will reach you everywhere.
Most of our distractions are designed to invite us away from this recognition, which is a good idea.
It just takes a long time for me [to write a song]. I'm very slow. And it comes, kind of, by dribbles and drops.