The world that surrounded me disgusted me so I chosen to invent one of my own.

Open your heart. Don't be spiteful.

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.

I've got a fierce passion for politics but I can't stand the smarmy, hypocritical upper-middle-class dictator nation that prevails and has always prevailed in this country. I'm up for petrol bombers, mate, and fighting in the streets.

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

No one comes up to me asking for a crack dealer's number. People come up to me to talk about lyrics, about music, about the band.

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.