[He Stopped Loving Her Today] is all about the experience of being alive and the thought process of consciousness, and then you have these polemical essay-type things going on for a couple decades now. Some of these music books are where you're going to see an anecdote of a person behaving without some kind of commentary.

There's always tons of crap music people are trying to sell us - [it's] the same way with publishers and galleries.

I think maybe it's my personality. People don't like my face.

The only hope we have are our bodies. We're all trapped in them and we all hate them, and it's this reason why we're comic and not tragic.

Only cool people care about the origin stories of why they like something, and I'm not cool.

I think a pretty good modus operandi is to believe that everything we know is wrong. The stomach will be the key to depression or consciousness or we'll realize ants are smarter than people.

Most of the answers to the world could be answered with our bodies.