And I've played piano since I was little, so I was originally the piano player in the band.

Actually, I wear the nail polish to hide how grubby my nails are.

I mean, y'know, platinum is different in every country, which can be confusing.

In Ireland, it's been like U2 and The Cranberries, which is rock, but you know they're Irish.

Oh yeah, we all write. That's what's great about when you have basics in piano.

I would like not only to have a successful band, but I want to have children, a home, and a husband. Two or three. Children, not husbands!!!

A lot of the songs are written on piano or guitar, so I contribute, and I have done so since the beginning. So it's been good to be involved completely musically as well.

We play our Irish songs a bit more loosely.

I listened to a lot of bands that were happening at the time, but no one in particular.

I do like to look at female drummers, because I am one.

I used to play the piano in the band, and so there's some horrendous scenes of me playing the keyboards.

If history is written by the victorious, what if the victors lied?

What is yours will be yours without any fight.

And that - he pointed ahead - is the road to Hell. That's where we're going. I have always heard it was paved with good intentions, said Simon

You can see your real face only when you stop deceiving yourself! Until then, you will always see someone which is not you!

I believed in God my whole life, and then strayed away from it in my teen-age years, until recently.

Simplicity, to me, has always been the essence of good taste.

It's like being in the middle of a tornado. It's like, whooooooosh, you know what I'm saying? It's like Dorothy-you wake up and find yourself in the land of Oz.

I'm very interested in making the photographs look real, but a lot of them are highly synthetic. They're hybrids, located somewhere between the found and the constructed.

In college I castrated 21 rats, and I got pretty good at it.

There is probably no moment more appalling than that in which the tongue comes suddenly upon the ragged edge of a space from which the old familiar filling has disappeared.