Fame is a can of worms I haven't really had to contend with.

Most everything means nothing, except some things that mean everything.

You must always know how long to stay; and when to go.

I think there are times when a song can be a spiritual experience - just making music, in general, is pretty much that.

Most people like the sad songs. Some of the oldest songs known to man are sad. Listening to a voice singing something sad is a really great way to help you to feel sad when you need to.

I grew up as a Catholic, and there was so much that was beautiful there, and also so much that was troubling. The whole patriarchal thing, the whole male-dominated approach, really bothered me.

It's occurred to me I need to laugh at myself more and that I don't need to be some sad folk singer all the time. I don't want to be the queen of pain.

I think listeners are hungry to hear quality.

I don't necessarily buy any key to the future of happiness, but I need a little place in the sun sometimes or I think I will die.

Often I have to move my body in a certain way, like exercising, to begin to get into the right rhythm for writing a song.

But darling, I wish you well On your way to the wishing well

My turner Mah'Lor is with me forever as well. At least his head is.

A tough lesson in life that one has to learn is that not everybody wishes you well.

Go in quickly - Punch Hard - Get out!

God is a thing that thinks.

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

One of the reasons I like a suit is because I've never been that keen on my body. The shape a suit presents is always going to be better than anything I can do.

Like a midwife, I make my living bringing new babies into the world, except that mine are new advertising campaigns.

My wife at times will say I'm stubborn, selfish, insensitive, vague, deaf at times, blah, blah, blah... but she's never said I was boring!

Writing a story is like going down a path in the woods. You follow the path. You don't worry about getting lost. You just go.

Milk which is just about to turn is akin to that moment spent on the cusp of failure in a dulled and fettered relationship.