I think my first song ever was when my cat died. It was this awful, dreadful black cat who was angry and hated everything. Yet I was so upset when it died.

I have three brothers. Poor Mum; four boys.

When I come up with something that I feel like people will connect with that makes me happy because I know that it would be something that would just go beyond me.

I feel like so many people get into that place where creating for someone else is selling out and it is so not about that. It is a stupid, kind of pretentious way of thinking.

I feel like writing music is a great chance to create something that extends beyond yourself.

If we all knew how to make that jump from good to great then I think every song would be great.

Something like film, I guess there are so many elements to it, like the dialogue and what makes sense culturally.

There is a balance in between where you can still make art, but it does not have to be insular.

You don't make a film and then be like I am only going to play it in my house and no-one is going to see it - that is ridiculous.

I feel like it is only music where people are like, "You can't do this for other people, you have to do it for yourself." Which I hate.

It is one of those things that is universally connectable, people can connect to it from everywhere; music is like that universal language.

You can fall in love but can't escape love alive.

Darkness is an uncomfortable place, but that is where stars are made.

Each moment in time we have it all even when we think we don't.

When you get rid of your fear of failure, your tensions about succeeding... you can be yourself. Relaxed. You'll no longer be driving with your brakes on.

I like men-inspired outfits.

That which is inherently nonfinanceable is financed. That which is inherently financeable is not financed. And the illogic of poverty amidst eagerness and ability to produce plenty goes on.

Tomorrow is only found in the calendar of fools.

It was necessary to have an even depth of corn on the top compared to the sides, so the air would not take the easiest route and not evenly dry the stored corn.

How can there be so many mothers in the world but so little sense of what it might be to become one?

I bring out the worst in my enemies and that's how I get them to defeat themselves.