Every Christmas people are so nice to me, they think I am Little Tim from A Christmas Story. But I'm not. *smiles*

And true love waits In haunted attics And true love lives On lollipops and crisps

If I was an owl, I would peck your eyes out. Wow this lyric is ****ing brilliant.

It's easy to be miserable. Being happy is tougher - and cooler.

The difference between me and Bono is that he's quite happy to go and flatter people to get what he wants and he's very good at it, but I just can't do it. I'd probably end up punching them in the face rather than shaking their hand, so it's best that I stay out of their way. I can't engage with that level of bullshit. Which is a shame, really, and in a way it would help if I could, but I just can't. I admire the fact that Bono can, and can walk away from it smelling of roses.

I'd go onstage doing this thing, trying to fill this arena that I can't fill because I don't understand what this is. It's like you're given a job that's beyond you. And it's taken me years to realize what works in those big situations.

Kid A is about an abortion. An abortion of the soul. *Begins to cry, holds up air quotes* Thom Yorke.