I think if more people would understand how simple and what really feminism is, I would imagine that most men I know are feminists without verbalising or saying so.

All you have is your fire And the place you need to reach Don't you ever tame your demons But always keep them on a leash

There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin

The song is about asserting yourself and reclaiming your humanity through an act of love.

No masters or kings when the ritual begins [making love] There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene Only then I am human Only then I am clean

The song, to me, is about what it is to be a human, what it is to love someone as a human being, and organizations that would undermine that, and undermine the more natural parts of being a person

Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life.

When I write songs, I try to remove myself a little bit. Obviously they're very personal to me, but it feels easier if I feel like I'm writing characters.

Art and music are the vehicle for the zeitgeist.

I think humans are driven by othering people, by defining themselves by who they are not and who is different from them. Human beings are in love with othering.

Will there be a time when equality will exist? I think given human nature there will always be conflict.

I specialize in murders of quiet, domestic interest.

But if you only knew how many things I want to say and don't.

Actor is an odd profession, and sometimes people get jealous, but I haven't really experienced any of that. Everyone's been really happy for me, which is really, really great.

I want peace. Happiness. Not only for myself. For everybody.

Of all the anti-social vested interests the worst is the vested interest in ill-health.

But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!

Under the spreading chestnut tree I sold you and you sold me: There lie they, and here lie we Under the spreading chestnut tree.

I don't think I have a signature.

The greater part performed achieves the less.

Chill penury repress'd their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul.