A lot of the music that I grew up loving has a really political bent to it.

You can be for something and still be damaged by it.

I'm lucky enough that people tend to agree a lot with what I say. But really if anyone in the band has a really strong feeling, it carries a lot of weight.

I'm more interested in writing about the personal stories of people. Sometimes I don't agree with them.

The road does not always bring out the best in people.

I feel like, as a people, we're sort of stumbling in the dark right now.

Paste may be the last great American music magazine left.

I've always thought preaching to the converted is just kind of futile and silly.

Racism is a worldwide problem.

I dislike Bush as much as probably anybody on earth could, but having said that... It's not like I'm going to change anybody's mind.

I never want to be that guy spouting off my political views. I mean, they're pretty well known, and it certainly comes out.

Not upholding a persons legal rights is a form of abuse. Unfortunately, USA government abuse of the general public is a normal state of affairs in many areas.

I do know something. Just not with any certainty.

I did not in late November start the plethora of linking my private life with public events again.

American couples have gone to such lengths to avoid the interference of in-laws that they have to pay marriage counselors to interfere between them.

I wanted so badly to have a backup plan for when I'm not performing anymore. Let's be realistic: it's not going to be like this forever.

I was working probably at the age of 10, when I had my first paper route. I had every different kind of job you could possibly imagine as a young kid.

When it comes down to it, it's about who you know, and who's a fan. It's about whether you're the right age, whether you're hot or not, whether the studio is into you or not.

It's going to be a bummer if Mars turns out to be like us.

These days most women have jobs that last way too long. A lot of people in New York barely have time to get laid.

The desire for power feeds off itself, growing as it devours.