I don't think too much about how it might exist in the world in a commercial sense - I more just try and focus on making music that I love and trying to put it out into the world.

The good thing about working alone is I get a lot done and I can experiment more. The bad thing is I miss out on the gregarious, social way that most musicians work.

One simple word: ugh. Is something still considered a conspiracy if it's played out right under our noses?

My reason for becoming a vegetarian was simple: I loved (and love) animals

I'm envious of people who can sleep as long as they want. I have the circadian rhythm of a farmer.

The good thing about not being drop-dead gorgeous is that as time passes, I don't have much to worry about. I have friends who are actors and every day they look in the mirror with trepidation.

Could you look an animal in the eyes and say to it, 'My appetite is more important than your suffering'?

I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I'll go to it laughing.

Ignorance is the parent of fear.

Dogs have boundless enthusiasm but no sense of shame. I should have a dog as a life coach.

I like noise. It's always puzzled me why one of the goals of contemporary recording is to get rid of noise and to eliminate any element of a performance.

Once I had a love affair with myself.I was left heart broken.

Even the most misfitting childWho's chanced upon the library's worth, Sits with the genius of the EarthAnd turns the key to the whole world.--"Hear It Again

Perfection is too high a goal to strive for. Sometimes working hard bringsmore satisfaction in the end.

Marriages are made in heaven and consummated on Earth.

If the entire divinity and domain of God sits in the heart of a person, and his longing becomes timeless, then man can develop the capacity to love.

Joe Mauer's the real deal. He is absolutely wonderful. Not only is he a great player, but he's a great human being. He's the kind of guy you'd like to see be your son.

Trauma never goes away completely, it changes perhaps, softens some with time, but never completely goes away.

What sticks to memory, often, are those odd little fragments that have no beginning and no end.

It is criminal negligence to leave suckers lying around to tempt honest men.