Growing up, I never thought about the thing called money.

Transport drives me crazy. I find myself on this constant conveyor belt and the planes, buses, traffic jams, ugh.

I became slightly disillusioned, but in a really good way that enabled me to realize that the music was the most important thing, and that the rest of it is total bullshit.

Be you own hero, be your own saviour, send all your suffering into the fire. Let no foot, mark your ground, let no hand, hold you down.

I'm getting older every day, and I'm going to be making music until I drop dead.

Part of being human is having a sense of humor.

An electronic instrument is just harboring a natural element the same way that a guitar is harboring an acoustic element. It's all nature, really.

To me, there's never been a difference between electronic and acoustic. I've always had this idea that electricity is another element like wind or fire or water.

I think more about sounds rather than concepts.

The world can get a bit ugly sometimes.

I finally realized that so much of the music world is about how much money you've got, how much you can pay to make your record successful.

Lines don’t make beautiful women less beautiful

Customers are human and humans can view situations in unexpected ways.

It is still open for me, as well as you, to regulate my behavior, by my experience of past events.

Information is moving - you know, nightly news is one way, of course, but it's also moving through the blogosphere and through the Internets.

Every successful business, even Google, Facebook, Twitter, started with a combination of manual improvements and friends of the founders using the site.

Democracy is not an instant coffee.

There is no food more satiating than milk and honey; and just as such foods produce disgust for the palate, so perfumed and gallant words make our ears belch.

I've been waiting a long time for a quest, seaweed brain," she said. "Athena is no fan of Poseidon, but if you're going to save the world, I'm the best person to keep you from messing up.

The urge to write poetry is like having an itch. When the itch becomes annoying enough, you scratch it.

Life is like an ever-shifting kaleidoscope - a slight change, and all patterns alter.