“When we are making a song for Billie I want it to resonate and speak the truth with her and want it to be a piece of fabric she can wear.”

You know, I grew up very self-taught.

In my perfect world, I get to be a professional musician and still go to Trader Joe’s.

I think we’re always looking for ways to inject a sense of humor into our music.

If I have experienced something in my life, it’s probably going to be written about, and I don’t particularly care if the person I’m writing about wants to be written about.

There’s no other person I like working with as much as my sister.

I mainly try to foster long-term collaborative relationships.

I am not a very superstitious person, but I do believe in mental preparation.

Working on TV shows was fun, but I felt crazy pressured and stressed.

I came to NAMM once and saw this guitar that self-tuned, and I thought, ‘Wow, this is the future!’ And I’ve never seen it again.

If you’re thinking about all the possibilities of your life, there are extreme negatives, which you hope don’t happen, and extreme positives, which you just aren’t willing to think about because you think you’ll jinx it.

The amount of times I’ve been told something by artists I’m working with, which I’m sure they haven’t told even their significant other or families, is shocking.

The excuse of having a dog is great, because before I had a dog, I wouldn’t be like, ‘I need to go hike for two hours’; my girlfriend would have been like, ‘What are you doing?’ Now I take the dog, and she comes with me.

There’s always a better word than a swear word.

Well, predominately, if I’m writing for another artist, I’m sitting there with them and we’re writing it together.

It’s always important to be checking in with people you love.

I have nothing against reverb.

Migration is an expression of the human aspiration for dignity, safety and a better future. It is part of the social fabric, part of our very make-up as a human family

Our clothes are too much a part of us for most of us ever to be entirely indifferent to their condition: it is as though the fabric were indeed a natural extension of the body, or even of the soul.

The ultimate purpose of religious life is to make this evolution move in a direction far more important to the destiny of the ego than the moral health of the social fabric which forms his present environment.

It seems to be a fundamental yearning, knitted into the fabric of the human soul.

When we are young, we think life will be like a supo: one fabric, one weave, one grand design.

Memories, all those little experiences make up the fabric of our lives and on balance, I wouldn’t want to erase any of them, tempting though it may be.

It is in his pleasure that a man really lives; it is from his leisure that he constructs the true fabric of self.

As a girl, my favorite toy was my dollhouse; if I could still play with it now, I would! I used to love a well-arranged room: the furniture, the fabric, the lighting.