It's a fine line between writing something with genuine emotional impact and turning into little idiots feeling sorry for ourselves and playing stadium rock.

Well, I've been reading a lot about the fifty years since the Second World War, about Western foreign policy and all that. I try not to let it get to me, but sometimes I just think that there's no hope.

When even your fans are writing to tell you to get a life, you know you need to listen.

I'm absolutely terrified that people can get into cars. It's like the car is a face, and the headlight is eyes, and when you open the car door it's like you're climbing into the ears. (I cannot) be inside a giant rolling robot head.

If Bono can release an album out of nowhere then so can I!

Whenever I meet a beauty, I escape or hide in the corner.

I hate cars. They are so loud, and ugly, and full of toxic exhaust, like radiohead fans.