My favorite record of all time is Fleetwood Mac's Tusk. It's made up of a bunch of songs that don't really sound the same, but they all go really well together.

Advice I would give to anyone trying to find their own personal style: don't copy anybody, just be yourself, and make your own trends.

I am a true believer that a record should not be a bunch of songs that sound exactly the same.

I have personally been affected by women's reproductive health issues, and I will continue to support that cause and spread awareness about it.

I've always been interested in fashion, and Urban Outfitters presented me with a huge opportunity to pursue that interest.

It's important to stay creative.

I found all these stupid pictures of cats at the beach, and I was like, "They get it, man. They totally get it."

I'd love to have a shoe line, or a sunglasses line, or a purse line. Who am I kidding, I'd like to have an everything line!

I feel one step closer to Beyoncé now that we both have our own clothing lines.

It's scary when you get to a point where you write these songs that people like, and then you think, "Am I ever going to be able to write something better than that?"

There are a shitload of songs about being in love with someone who doesn't love you back and I talk about weed and my cat and being lazy a lot.

The American people are free to do exactly what they are told.

I don't have to justify its awesomeness/activeness/healthiness/usefulness to anyone, because it is MINE. Not yours.

As well be hanged for a sheep as a lamb.

My attitude on skis is different now. I have learned to put less pressure on myself and on the edges of my skis when I'm racing, to be keep myself more under control.

Novel writing wrecks homes.

For every time we regret keeping still, there are about ten times we regret speaking up.

There must be some part of Man that is more than his daily round. Some part of him that will use his profit on a matter of no profit.

There is a fair amount of competition, obviously, with ISIL and the terrorist networks around the world, China also posing a different kind of threat to the rules-based order.

I find that if you take the various popular song forms to their logical extremes, you can arrive at almost anything from the ridiculous to the obscene-or, as they say in New York, sophisticated.

It could well be the end of justice in America. Do not let Mr. Reagan get his hands on that court.