“It is no secret that souls sometimes die in a person and are replaced by others.”

I love research – that’s all the fun, especially in the field. To write, however, is to suffer, and my pieces usually come in thousands of words over the assigned length. That’s a serious flaw in my writing process – shaping and disciplining the footlockers of material one has so happily gathered.

For any artistic person who creates imaginary people, the art is like inhabiting the life and mind of a seven-year-old child with imaginary friends and imaginary events and imaginary grace and imaginary tragedy.

I should like to elbow aside the established pieties and raise my martini glass in salute to the mortal arts of pleasure.

Sometimes you’re not getting the laughs you want or at the place you want but that doesn’t mean it’s not funny. It means you haven’t explored it enough.

Sometimes there’s only one; more often, there are multitudes.

Sometimes I have to pause to make the distinction between Ben the teenager and Ben the businessman.

I think sometimes a narrative can come out of a single word.

They say God laughs when you make plans, that’s why I make appointments and sometimes reschedule.

It sometimes happens that the town child is more alive to the fresh beauty of the country than a child who is country born

I don’t necessarily sit down and talk to my friends about all the things that I write my music about, because it’s easier for me to write music than to sit and talk to my friends about it sometimes- it’s almost like writing in a diary.

Studios just sometimes make decisions on their own that you’re always flabbergasted by. It just happens that way for whatever reason – not even pointing fingers, it just is.