It feels very good to sing in Russian. It feels so good inside my body.

Tomorrow you might get a phone call about something wonderful and you might get a phone call about something terrible.

I love stories, I love myths, I love fairytales, I love Kafka.

You're using your headphones to drown out your mind

I have to work hard and organize myself so that I'm present and not a slacker.

Even if you're an observer of a story that you yourself made up, you're still very much connected to it. You love it and feel it, no less than somebody's who's writing from their direct 'I' or 'me.' I'm just so much more interesting in stories than confessions.

The world that has made us can no longer contain us