I like songs that have lots of different parts in them, an intro, an outro and a bridge.

I'm trying to use the language of today to express a general existential crisis that I think the world and I are going through.

There are only really a few stories to tell in the end, and betrayal and the failure of love is one of those good stories to tell.

The most important thing in art is taste.

My father was assassinated by an FBI-CIA connection

Songwriting is kind of like a craft. It's not something that just comes in a dream. You've got to work at it.

I'm not trying to overcome my father or fill his shoes or reach any kind of level that he did. We're talking about a [Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart] of rock music.

Anyone who doesn't think the government killed my father either hasn't given the issue much thought, or is insane.

Wonder Woman was my first love, and now she’s [Charlotte Kemp Muhl) my last.

We live in a pretty bleak time. I feel that in the air. Everything is uncertain. Everything feels like its on the precipice of some major transformation, whether we like it or not.

Now Daddy is part of God. I guess when you die you become much more bigger, because you're part of everything.

It is the uninformed that willfully give their children wireless radio frequency (RF) radiation toys.

If you start to take Vienna - take Vienna.

That's what acting is - it's about... having the courage to allow your audience into the private moments of your characters' lives.

Don't kneel to me, that is not right. You must kneel to God only, and thank Him for the liberty you will hereafter enjoy.

When I write a novel I put into play all the information inside me. It might be Japanese information or it might be Western; I don't draw a distinction between the two.

The ocean has the conscienceless temper of a savage autocrat spoiled by much adulation

I'm seeking to make sense of life, looking for its meaning and how we can have a better humanity.

The apathy of the modern voter is the confusion of the modern reformer.

I do not believe that it could never be justifiable to experiment on a brain-damaged human.

Only in the books written in earlier times did she sometimes think she found some faint idea of what it might be like to be alive.