I took the batteries out my mysticism / 
And put them in my thinking cap

There is always that one band that comes along when you are 14 or 15 years old that manages to hit you in just the right way and changes your whole perception of things.

A lot of peopletell me I'm a bit dreamy, but I like the idea of that. Of being somewhere else.

You spend your time thinking about that and you get lost in reflection.

Love's not only blind but deaf.

There's that 15 quid we put on One Direction to win down the drain.

What came first the chicken or the dickhead?

There have always been jokes all over our songs; I originally started writing lyrics to make my friends crack a smile, which is difficult.

Maybe I'm too busy being yours to fall for somebody new.

I just wanted to do something that would freak people out. That's the best thing to do.

You can't worry what people think.

Homogeneity is much to be admired - in milk, for instance - but not for parties.

Fanaticism in many lands has surfaced as the greatest threat to the world. Indifference to its consequences would be a serious mistake.

Not everyone is nice and good to work with or grateful for the experience.

Are democracy and poetry exclusive of one another and, if so, why?

We only see what we look at. To look is an act of choice.

The miracle and hope of human consciousness is that we can still conceive of boundlessness.

The specualtist, who is not content with superficial views, harasses himself with fruitless curiosity; and still, as he inquires more, perceives only that he knows less.

If you are old and you wish to be young again, if only for a moment, try and identify a dragonfly.

The joke of our time is the suicide of intention.

Work hard at work worth doing.