I’m convinced that the guitar must have been invented in a bar by some drunken Spaniard, some guy who’d just been kicked out of his house... It’s a beautifully chaotic instrument.

I was captured by music at a really early age. I was really captured by it. Everything about it. It was my mother… It was my father… It was my play thing. It was my toy. It was the best thing in my life.

On Symphony No.3 by Henryk Gorecki: It's the saddest piece of music you'll ever hear. At different times for me, it either gives me ultimate hope or just makes me want to slash my wrists with a house cat.

Dreams.I have notebooks everywhere I go. I'm always day dreaming. Or things that happen to me...It's just about being alive, my songs. It's about the voice carrying much more information than words do.

I have no advice for anybody; except to, you know, be awake enough to see where you are at any given time, and how that is beautiful, and has poetry inside. Even places you hate.

On His Christmas Wish: ...'A brand new ozone layer'

I surrendered who I was to who you are..

Be seriously involved with growing, with your own development, and never fear.

All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter

High school was just a joke. Not the information, but the people.

There is no threat to you in the paper, or in the pen, there's no threat in your creation, they welcome you.

We are born to live, we are born to understand, we are born to carry a cursed pattern and be transformed by pain.

Music is my mother.. And my father.. It is my work and my rest... My blood...My compass... My love.

I don’t really need to be remembered. I hope the music’s remembered.

Be my valentine and I’ll return, your hungry cat.

I'll rise like an ember in your name.

Our suffering is peeling off and revealing a brand new skin, a new power. Love heals all wounds and not just time alone.