We like the idea of being a little divisive without making it into some kind of philosophical musical approach, and maybe we can convert some people to our view of the world.

If you're conscious you must be depressed, or at least cynical.

I don't feel too comfortable talking about politics and media as I feel like I don't sound too smart.

I have a bad habit of picking up books about drugs, but that's better than having a drug habit, I think.

I think that love is just as important and prevalent and real as it ever was.

Even big-bird gets sad sometimes

We like being ridiculous and I think that's lost on a lot of people, or they think we're coming from this super serious angle, and that's too bad, really.

Usually when I write lyrics I try to read a lot and listen to a lot of other stuff. Some of my favourite lyricists are like Lou Reed, kind of the classics - Bob Dylan and stuff like that.

I think things like YouTube and Twitter are really cool and really good in some ways, but the fact that the news is cutting to a YouTube clip on national TV, I think is really weird.

It's not like we wanted to get really political in terms of specific causes, but I think a lot of the lyrics deal with paranoia and feeling like "the man" is in control somehow.

FACT!: I wanna live in a castle.

Every search begins with beginner’s luck. And every search ends with the victor’s being severely tested.

Romance is everything.

None of our beliefs are quite true; all have at least a penumbra of vagueness and error.

Ignorance breeds fear. If you don't keep that fear in check, that fear will breed hatred. If you don't keep hatred in check it will breed destruction.

As we fear God more completely, we love Him more perfectly. And 'perfect love casteth out all fear'.

I keep reading between the lies.

The object of love is the best and most beautiful. Try to live up to it.

I don't like television when it gets near to photographed plays.

Terrible is the fight put up by the senses. Fight bravely! Conquer them you must.

I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, his cloak was out at the elbows, the water passed through his shoes, - and the stars through his soul.