I still feel very much an imposter in the whole music scene, which I'm quite happy about to be honest.

I want to write songs that are so sad, the kind of sad where you take someone's little finger and break it in three places.

Love is a state that I would like to exist in continuously.

An artist's duty is rather to stay open-minded and in a state where he can receive information and inspiration. You always have to be ready for that little artistic Epiphany.

I can control the weather with my moods. I just can’t control my moods.

Kylie Minogue is the greatest thing that has happened to Australian music.

It's a wonderful life if you can find it.

He who seeks, finds, and who knocks, will be let in.

All of our days are numbered. We cannot afford to be idle. To act on a bad idea is better than to not act at all, because the worth of an idea never becomes apparent until you do it.

But if you're gonna dine with them cannibals Sooner or later, darling, you're gonna get eaten . . .

The artistic process seems to be mythologized quite a lot into something far greater than it actually is. It is just hard labor.

. . . I'm not pretty, not close up anyway. Generally, the closer people get to me the less hot they find me.

Green Inferno was the truth, everything can be saw, how we were in the privous centuries, how did we survive and many other interesting stuff.So do you have the guts?

Playing in sold out arenas several nights a week is something I have never experience before. I want to experience that. I want to experience that in my first year and build on that.

You always think in terms of customer benefit. You always think, "How could I really benefit people at such a high level that they would love to buy my product or service and recommend it to others?"

You only live once. If you don't enjoy it, it's your fault, nobody else's

The thing about Vegas is, I don't have to fly anywhere, and that really helps. It means I stay in one place for three weeks at a time instead of flying backwards and forwards.

Habits are like the wrinkles on a man's brow; if you will smooth out the one, I will smooth out the other.

The splendors of the firmament of time May be eclipsed, but are extinguished not; Like stars to their appointed height they climb And death is a low mist which cannot blot The brightness it may veil.