“Like the idea that every night might be the night before the world ends.”

It’s cool but also a little creepy.

There’s no real template to follow these days for what a band should and shouldn’t be – bands are just becoming these weird little Internet avatars that you either follow or download or interact with in some removed way.

When you completely extract yourself from anything familiar.

I think the Internet has a way of coaching you into this state of mind where you think that every step you make needs to completely supersede the last.

And we use it to read album reviews and watch kitten videos… not to put those two things in the same light!

There’s something really fun and spooky about that teenage feeling of narcissism or indestructibility.

But all you can do is ignore the annoying hum of the machine and focus on making art that makes you excited to be alive.

Because anybody can find their fan base through the Internet.

You start reverting back to that state of mind where you’re having conversations with yourself, and that’s where the weirdest and most honest ideas come from.

Memory is just as much of an instrument as anything else in music.

I don’t mind that I’ve created an identity around what I do.

Let alone 15 minutes – to decide what you think about it.

And sometimes you have to let it go limp and detach yourself from any associations.

Is my music indicative of a caffeine-surged green liquid? Probably not.

I never willfully want to write the same record twice, which is probably why I jump from project to project.

The way you phrase it might change, but it will always continue to happen, and there’s something really charming and calming about that.

Music goes way back before language does. And music is like the key to a whole spiritual existence which this society doesn’t even talk about. We know it’s there.

Florida sends me a handicap sticker when I’m there. It’s embarrassing. But I can’t walk more than six holes before the whole knee swells up, and then I can’t go anymore.

Before all else, be armed.

Now, as never before, the old phrase has a literal meaning: we are all in the same boat.

You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us.

[Before being burned at the stake for her faith:] Hold the cross high so I may see it through the flames.

That past which is so presumptuously brought forward as a precedent for the present, was itself founded on some past that went before it.

I’m a child of God first. Before I became a celebrity, I was baptized a Christian.