I'm a really good hacker, but I'm not a sensible person.

Forget all the equipment, forget the music, at the end of the day it's just literally frequencies and their effects on your brain. That's what's everyone's essentially after.

I got a feeling I had loads when I was in primary school, 'cause I had red hair; you know, like Duracell.

I've got a weird balance problem as a human being, like I'm dizzy, and it's something to do with that.

You change all the time. Everything changes you.

It's not about what equipment you have, it's what you do with it.

I'm just some irritating, lying, ginger kid from Cornwall who should have been locked up in some youth detention centre. I just managed to escape and blag it into music.

It's really funny, because if you make up words, then people project their own meanings onto it, which I find interesting.

A lot of composers before me have been on this mission to change the world by getting off equal temperament, and I'm definitely one of those.

When you get new rules that work, you're changing the physiology of your brain. And then your brain has to reconfigure itself in order to deal with it.

The best musicians or sound-artists are people who never considered themselves to be artists or musicians.

Pure heart, pure soul.

He who fears death cannot enjoy life.

Freedom is always and exclusively freedom for the one who thinks differently.

If you have competence, you pretty much know its boundaries already. To ask the question (of whether you are past the boundary) is to answer it.

You will never go beyond the barriers in your own mind. If you think you can't do something, then you never will.

We can't any of us do all we would like, but we can do our best for every case that comes to us, and that helps amazingly.

I think it's ok to have wishes that conflict with each other - it's irrational to try to make them both come true, but not irrational simply to have them.

We're outsiders, and so when we walk through the city, we're there and not there at the same time, participating and observing simultaneously.

I'd listened to [Ornette Coleman] all kinds of ways. I listened to him high and I listened to him cold sober. I even played with him. I think he's jiving baby.

Hurray! Congress is to adjourn! Only four more days of Congressional burglary on the Treasury!