I don't really like to write at a desk. I like to write when driving in a car. ... Once you're working on it, you're working on it all the time, and sometimes stuff'll come in the middle of the night, in a dream or something. Your mind is working on it all the time.

And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow.

Losing love is like a window in your heart.

Someone told me it's all happening at the zoo.

I stepped outside to smoke a J and when I came back to the room, everybody just seemed to move.

And you read your emily dickinson, And I my robert frost. And we note our place with bookmarkers That measure what weve lost.

To get the stuff out of you, especially if what you're dealing with is yourself, requires you to open up and touch tender spots. You have to be anesthetized a little bit.