In a certain way, you get some new tools to work with, but I don't know if it ultimately makes the creative process any easier.

My favorite time of day is to get up and eat leftovers from dinner, especially spicy food.

Sometimes it's a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence.

The imminent demise of the large record companies as gatekeepers of the world's popular music is a good thing, for the most part.

I couldn't talk to people face to face, so I got on stage and started screaming and squealing and twitching.

Cycling can be lonely, but in a good way.

I try to write about small things. Paper, animals, a house... love is kind of big. I have written a love song, though. In this film, I sing it to a lamp.

Analysis is like a lobotomy. Who wants to have all their edges shaved off?

Deep down, I know I have this intuition or instinct that a lot of creative people have, that their demons are also what make them create.

I'm just an advertisement for a version of myself.

I don't care how impossible it seems.

So the lover must struggle for words.

After being in captivity for so long, I can't begin to describe how wonderful it feels to be home in Canada.

As a woman, you accept the situation, adapt to it, and do your best, whereas men would choose violence.

I might be at a point where I don't want to go with a genre convention but I have to produce some pages. It's hard work. And it requires you learn certain skills.

To run over better waters the little vessel of my genius now hoists her sails, as she leaves behind her a sea so cruel.

Art is about profundity. It's about connecting to everything that it means to be alive, but you have to act.

God bless the man who first invented sleep!" So Sancho Panza said, and so say I.

All bad precedents begin as justifiable measures.

I think a lot of singer-songwriters get compared to each other, but I'd like to think that what I'm doing is special and specific to me.

Animals are nothing but the portrayal of our virtues and vices made manifest to our eyes, the visible reflections of our souls.