“I always knew I’d be in music in some sort of capacity. I didn’t know if I’d be successful at it, but I knew I’d be doing something in it. Maybe get a job in a record store. Maybe even play in a band. I never got into this to be a star.”

It cuts like a knife, but it feels so right.

She says that her love for me would never die, but that would change if she found out about you and I.

Thoughts crystallize into habit and habit solidifies into circumstances.

I never had a long-term plan.

I feel quite sad for the young musicians coming up because they may never get to pay their rent properly. It doesn’t matter what the genre; nowadays, it’s so much harder than it ever was.

Can you lay your life down, so a stranger can live? Can you take what you need, but take less than you give? Could you close every day, without the glory and fame? Could you hold your head high, when no-one knows your name?

There’s not an instruction manual on how to deal with success, so you just have to rely on having great friends and a good team.

You’ll shoot the moon put out the sun when you love someone.

I got in trouble with the police, and that was a rude awakening. That was it. I’d seen the bottom of the pit, and it was time to scrape myself out of it.

The idea of putting out an album is quite exciting because it’s sharing your creativity with people. There’s no ambition to be famous. I couldn’t care less about that.

I watch everybody every night, from sitting down to being on their feet at the end, and I feel a sense of reinvention, of caring, presenting these songs in their purest form.

I think all my videos suck.

Sometimes, you know, bad is good.

Difficulties are opportunities to better things; they are stepping-stones to greater experience…When one door closes, another always opens; as a natural law it has to, to balance.

I don’t like long tours. I find it much easier to go out for a short spurt every month.

My father’s a character.

But that afternoon he asked himself, with his infinite capacity for illusion, if such pitiless indifference might not be a subterfuge for hiding the torments of love.

Through the sacred art of pausing, we develop the capacity to stop hiding, to stop running away from our experience. We begin to trust in our natural intelligence, in our naturally wise heart, in our capacity to open to whatever arises.

Genius is the capacity of avoiding hard work.

Confidence in the human capacity for problem solving, for invention, for innovation.

Too much of the education system orients students toward becoming better thinkers, but there is almost no focus on our capacity to pay attention and cultivate awareness.

Part of knowing how to think is knowing how the laws of nature shape the world around us. Without that knowledge, without that capacity to think, you can easily become a victim of people who seek to take advantage of you.

But he could not renounce his infinite capacity for illusion at the very moment he needed it most… he saw fireflies where there were none.

Love is based on our capacity to trust in a reality beyond fear, to trust a timeless truth bigger than all our difficulties.