I don't see what the point is in growing up.

The way I see it, rock n' roll is folk music.

I'm able to actually choose places to go which have intrigued me for the last god knows how many years, and Tasmania's always been one of those places.

My sort of stability as a character, it's never been one of my strongest attributes. I'm a bit of a clusterf*ck. I get so many great ideas that I kind of mesmerize people with another plan before the previous plan is hatched out.

I think that passion and love and pain are all bearable, and they go to make love beautiful.

Maybe I'm just flying my own little ego ship, but sometimes people resent talent.

If you do what you think is right for the benefit of everybody and everything and you make decisions, to go back and regret them afterwards - it's a futile experience and it's not worth thinking about. Because life just unfolds. Provided you do your best and you think you're on the right track, you can only be right or wrong. But to regret it - I don't think there are any huge errors or misdemeanors.