I just reached the point where I realised, I need to stop repeating myself if I'm ever actually going to enjoy the music I'm creating.

It was funny to just take a backseat and be like, 'Wow, I might be in this crazy place, but maybe I don't need to understand everything, maybe I don't need to be someone else.'

The more I know, the more I realise I don't know. And the more I realise I'll never truly understand.

You always know when a real inspiration is behind the melody, arrangements, even lyrics. And I know that's really vague, but it's true.

Raucous drunken trumpets and instrumentation tend to guide the way you think. They can give you a path to follow lyrically.

As a teenager and a young adult, I never felt like my own story was interesting enough to tell, so I always wrote lyrics from someone else's perspective - told someone else's story.

My dad is obsessed with music, so I was raised around this guitar player that really wanted me to be a guitar player.

I think that sonically, music speaks volumes more than words do, and I have always thought that and will continue to think that for the rest of my life.

I'm sure that's every adolescent's complaint about their home town. When a city is unstimulating, you get pretty isolated.

I want a song that raises the hair on the back of my neck when I sing it live and I want to feel it every time.

I feel like I've met most people I look up to musically. I just want to meet Chef.

There goes a lot of pain in raising children. But the pain is equally or overtly compensated by the joy of parenthood.

Do not dwell on past failures or it will ruin your future.

He knew what it was like to love one who did not--or could not--love you back. But he'd had no choice. None of them did.

Boredom is a vital problem for the moralist since at least half the sins of mankind are caused by the fear of it.

Men are apt to mistake the strength of their feeling for the strength of their argument. The heated mind resents the chill touch and relentless scrutiny of logic.

Battledore and shuttlecock's a wery good game, vhen you an't the shuttlecock and two lawyers the battledores, in which case it gets too exciting to be pleasant.

Stand up and walk. Move forward.

Did you ever think how a bit of land shows the character of the owner?

Of course they remember. But it's not gonna be about revenge; it's gonna be about the Big Ten championship.

Dreams are life, real life, not simply reflections. Dreams are honest.