“You miss the simple things. But when you look at the big picture we get to see a crazy amount of cities and the people we get to meet, all over the world it kind of makes up for it.”

We’re a little bit competitive and we want to make sure we’re on the top. We’re all working for the same goal as all these bands, we want to come out on top and I think we have accomplished that in a lot of ways.

I miss my wife, I miss my home, I miss my dogs, I miss my kitchen, which is something I like to do outside of this is cook.

You want to keep improving yourselves and getting better at what you do.

Ultimately you want to write a song that people are going to enjoy and that you love to play, most importantly you have to write it for yourself first.

Hopefully we can be a band who has a career like U2 or Aerosmith or somebody like that but that’s very far and few between. We’re happy to be where we are at now, so it’s a gift, you gotta just keep pushing forward.

Madness isn’t necessarily a negative thing, it can be a positive thing. You know, hearing them cry for you, if you have children, is a great thing, it’s your child.

The sound of madness is life. It’s waking up in the morning to your alarm clock, your kid crying for you, hearing the sound of the city, it’s everything.

I don’t play a lot of instruments so when it comes to the song writing process I don’t have a lot to do with that. A lot of times it’s just acoustic guitar and a small riff that produces a song.

It makes you realize how lucky you are because it could be gone tomorrow you just never know.

For all of us it’s very easy to be out here and do what we do, easy in the sense that it’s a gift but it can be difficult at times.

A lot of people have a hard time living out of a suitcase, being on the road constantly in different cities. For us it’s just kind of what we do. You do get homesick.

We don’t have any bad memories of the people of the United States.

A new day is here. Yesterday is a memory. Tomorrow is unknown. Now is the knowing.

The tears loosen their memories so they can slide away. They cry at the life they have lost, and then they cry at everything they’ll forget.

One of the first memories I have was watching Whoopi Goldberg perform her one-woman show on Broadway on HBO.

Read yourself, not books. Truth isn’t outside, that’s only memory, not wisdom. Memory without wisdom is like an empty thermos bottle – if you don’t fill it, it’s useless.

I’m not nostalgic. My memories are back here in my mind.

One must see the ideal in one’s own mind. It is like a memory – an awareness -of perfection.

They are immeasurable, completely lacking in substance. They are perfect and sublime. This is the subject matter of art.