The title of a song is like the wrapping on a present.

I believe that if the Tribune company ever tries to close down Wrigley Field that you will have a protest from every corner of the globe.

If practice makes perfect, and no one's perfect, then why practice?

The ideology of the Smashing Pumpkins was ultimately more valuable than the music of the Smashing Pumpkins. That's what critics can't put their finger on.

I never wanted to leave the Smashing Pumpkins. That was never the plan.

I think a spiritual journey is not so much a journey of discovery. It's a journey of recovery. It's a journey of uncovering your own inner nature. It's already there.

Great music completely obliterates any conceptions of genre.

I was part of a generation that changed the world - and it was taken over by poseurs.

Saturn Return is just the return of your planets to their original position.

Compliments and criticism are all ultimately based on some form of projection.

Where is this great love for rock and roll that existed for 50 or 60 years?

And yet it takes only the smallest pleasure or pain to teach us time’s malleability.

When other girls were dreaming about love, she dreamt of love too, but in an entirely different context - the ones they took for granted.

I can almost feel the wind beneath my wings

Continuous effort - not strength or intelligence - is the key to unlocking our potential.

There is melancholy in the wind and sorrow in the grass

We have played a very good side, playing at the sort of level we are aspiring to. We need to come up a couple of levels ourselves because at the moment we are not there.

The big bang, the most cataclysmic event we can imagine, on closer inspection appears finely orchestrated.

Believe me, you can have anything you want-and in abundance-when you learn to tune into the power within, an infinitely greater power than electricity, a power you have had from the beginning.

Crushes are wonderful-they make you feel like you're two years old, and you say the stupidest things.

I swear to you, there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell