When someone close to you dies, the line is shifted really drastically about what is meaningful and what isn't.

All things in the world are singing a song, reciting a poem, inaudibly, to their surroundings, to the things they encounter.

It's interesting to think about the different forms one place can take.

Whenever I get a tweet that's trying to promote a thing someone cares about, I'm like, "how annoying!"

I've been thinking a lot about Anacortes and what it's like to be here, though I'm not trying to get people to move here - I would hate that.

For some reason focusing on destruction and mortality is more poetically exciting to me than hope and love.

I like the idea of politically charged music a lot, but it usually seems to be preaching to the choir and ineffective.

If my music is political in a way, and it might be, it's in the way of generating a sensitivity in people, a deeper awareness of the world around them. That's my goal, at least.

I learned how to sit on the couch in front of the fire and read a magazine, just for like eight hours a day, every day. It was... crazy.

Twitter is so stupid. I mean, it sucks! It's not a good way to communicate and it's really difficult to use it for any functional thing.

I was going to tweet every three seconds about every thought that went through my mind, and I did that for a few days. It was really fun, and funny to me.

Shame isn't a strong enough word for what I feel. "You could live a hundred lifetimes and not deserve him, you know, " Haymitch says.

Don't you think it's time to start giving yourself enough reasons to be happy with your life instead of reasons why living miserably is your only option?

Intuitions are messenger of opportunities. Hit them with your ability.

To me, a critic is some loser who has no idea... someone with an opinion. We all have opinions. No offense, but what makes them dictate what is cool and what is not.

From time immemorial History has decreed that territory on this Planet Earth belongs to those powerful enough to take it and determined enough to keep it.

Cynicism does not cause inaction.

Freedom is the alone unoriginated birthright of man, and belongs to him by force of his humanity.

Nothing translates worse than comedy into the printed word.

I have always, or for the most part, identified myself as a biracial person.

We are one blink of an eye away from being fully awake