I wrote a thirty-second song that I couldn't finish for a year.

Worlds going to hell anyway, have a good time.

Look, up in the sky! It's the sky!

I feel like musicians have such a precarious place in the political discourse, because musicians are, sort of just by nature, people-pleasers.

It's hard to tell a shallow person that they should care more about the feelings of the awkward and the alienated.

We've been a band longer than most of the people reading this have been alive.

I don't lose a lot of sleep worrying about aliens, but I think it seems possible that there's life forms beyond our solar system.

There's so many simple things that can be done to change our carbon footprint, and to reduce our carbon footprint.

Have you heard Alanis Morisette trying to play the harmonica? She doesn't know how to play the harmonica. Well guess what, Alanis, I INVENTED the 'don't-know-how-to-play-harmonica-harmonica-solo.'

That's what I call 'Guiliani Time', my friends. 'We've got a problem. Let's kill it.'

To a lot of people, angels are a matter of faith.

The quest to sin always knocks at the door of the heart, but behold! You have the right and will to open your door or never to mind the knocks, no matter how intense it is!

I identified a basic mistake my parents had made about life: They thought that it would be very wrong if anybody ever laughed at them.

The problem for me is that I can't ever really see who Gregory is, any more than I can see what a mirror by itself looks like, because he reflects whoever's around him.

Beauty is that which is simultaneously attractive and sublime.

I have discovered that my interest in my dear pupil, Mabel, has ripened into a far deeper feeling than that of mere friendship. In fact, I know that I have learned to love her very sincerely.

An intelligence service is the ideal vehicle for a conspiracy.

You gotta be rich to be insane, Hol. Losing your mind is not a luxury for the middle class.

For the immediate future, at least, the outlook (stocks) is bright.

I haven't been to Comic-Con.

No purer artist exists or has ever existed than a child freed to imagine.