I like the touch and the smell of all the pretty dresses you wear.

To keeping silence I resigned My friends would think I was a nut Turning water into wine Open doors would soon be shut So I went from day to day Though my life was in a rut 'Til I thought of what I'd say Which connection I should cut

The earthly power sucks shadowed milk from sleepy tears undone, from nippled skin as smooth as silk the bugles blown as one.

The book of love has music in it In fact that's where music comes from Some of it is just transcendental Some of it is just really dumb

Fear, she's the mother of violence.

When we started OD2 in 1999, we were really expecting to work more with independents and so on because the major labels were spending millions on their own Pressplay and equivalents online, which haven't been very successful.

Dream big and surround yourself with brilliance, even if you end up dressed up like a flower or a sexually transmitted disease.