Internet has been really amazing, and I think it's a place of great passion, creativity, and knowledge.

I think a lot of people spend a lot of time talking about what they hate rather than what they love. I don't want to get trapped in that.

Nobody is strong 100 percent of the time, or falling apart 100 percent of the time; sometimes you're doing both at once.

Life's too short to be shoehorned into a box that isn't for you.

I'm abstaining from romance and the discussion of romance.

I like the idea of a record being more than one thing emotionally - human beings go through so many emotions in one day, and I like those things sitting next to each other.

I try not to say exactly what songs are about sometimes, because I feel like it ruins it for people.

I learned drumming as a second instrument because I didn't want to sing. Sometimes I would quite like to be left in the back, in the darkness by myself.

Nothing gets my hackles up like being told I can't do something.

I think a lot of things that people think are complimentary are a little bit condescending, but then we just have to keep doing what we're doing, and being in the band is the important bit.

A good song to one person could just be something mediocre to somebody else. It's always strange thinking about how songs connect with people.

This would become a lifelong pattern, sitting in my comfort zone high above the world in some sort of self-imposed exile.

A day is a miniature eternity.

No man, who continues to add something to the material, intellectual and moral well-being of the place in which he lives, is left long without proper reward.

All of Victorian verse is pentameter.

Revolution is man's normal activity, and if he is wise he will grade it slowly so that it may be almost imperceptible - otherwise it will jerk in fits and starts and cause discomfort.

You learn from mistakes, but Shakespeare is one big non mistake isn't he? He just got everything right really.

think about it: Romeo and Juliet bucked the system, and look where it got them. Superman has the hots for Lois Lane, when the better match, of course, would be with Wonder Woman.

At moments I dislike having a face, a nose, lips, because he has them.

I didn’t fail ten thousand times. I successfully eliminated, ten thousand times, materials and combinations which wouldn’t work.

The godly have some good in them, therefore the devil afflicts them; and some evil in them, therefore God afflicts them.