I run into a lot of people who are instantly filled with ridicule at the idea that someone wouldn't eat meat.

It's almost like a sign of mental illness to base your self-worth on the opinions of complete strangers, you know?

Basically we should stop doing those things that are destructive to the environment, other creatures, and ourselves and figure out new ways of existing.

The moment somebody becomes famous, 15 years gets knocked off their life. They're gonna get divorced a few times, they're gonna be addicted to things, they're gonna be in therapy.

I remind myself that the universe is 15 billion years old, and I'm only 46 years old, so my perspective is sort of limited and fear-based and skewed.

Let peace and beauty reign.

What sounds good on the radio is really loud kick drums and loud snare drums, when everything's bombastic and in your face. It's the equivalent of a houseguest who screams all the time.