“You don’t wanna be stummblin’ around, and it will make it a lot crista-crystal-cleaner and crystal like surranwrap you…”

I understand that, because there are so many musicians, you have to make artists into brands, but I sometimes feel like I have to be some kind of non-human icon in order for people to listen to my music.

We lose the magic whenever we stop telling our story and begin to wonder how we’re doing, if we’re selling it, if the listener likes us.

I really don’t like the gym. I like experiences, so I take any chance I get to go on a bicycle or on a hike.

What would you be like if you were the only person in the world? If you want to be truly happy you must be that person.

I could smell the curves of the river beyond the dusk and I saw the last light supine and tranquil upon tideflats like pieces of broken mirror, then beyond them lights began in the pale clear air, trembling a little like butterflies hovering a long way off.

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.

I don’t like peas, and I’m glad I don’t like them, because if I liked them I would eat them and I hate them.

You don’t sit down and write a wish list about the person you are going to fall violently in love with. It just doesn’t work like that.