You want to dance. You want to sing. Yeah, that feeling, of course, is beyond recollection really.

When inspiration and emotions are sudden, and you can truly capture something, then, yeah, of course it feels good. But when you’re stunted, and you’re having trouble expressin’ yourself, then obviously it doesn’t. So it’s never constant.

'Each man kills the things he loves'. I recognise that in myself, in relationships, even with guitars, beautiful things that I've had and wilfully destroyed.

I'm not going to be hardened by these people, to these things, I'm not going to let them destroy my feelings or my emotions.

Mix your drinks, and it's best not to cry over spilt milk, but put it back in the bottle.

Once you realize that what I’m saying is true and comes from the heart, then it’s easy. But if you see it all as a façade and just a presentation of affected emotion, then it’s not so easy, it’ll just confuse you.

Broken glass. It's just like glitter, isn't it?