I am not a pig farmer. The pigs had a great time, but I didn't make any money.

Sadly, there are more wild horses in holding pens than in the wild.

Let the jerks of the world serve as the perfect example of what you don't want to be. You'll be a heck of a lot happier, and in the long run, there's a chance that other person at work will end up asking what your secret is. Why are you the happy one? In other words, don't let your thoughts think you. Besides, if you're really gonna get pissed, don't waste it on your family, friends, or coworkers, save it for something that really matters.

(Songwriting) It's a gift. It all comes from somewhere. I started out really young, when I was four, five, six, writing poems, before I could play an instrument. I was writing about things when I was eight or 10 years old that I hadn't lived long enough to experience.

What has changed is that nothing has changed... that's what has made me more unhappy than everything else.

I like to play small clubs.

There are just certain sounds, music, that sort of you know people are going to like it.