My tendency is to be very experimental.

I'm trying to use the language of today to express a general existential crisis that I think the world and I are going through.

There are only really a few stories to tell in the end, and betrayal and the failure of love is one of those good stories to tell.

The most important thing in art is taste.

My father was assassinated by an FBI-CIA connection

Songwriting is kind of like a craft. It's not something that just comes in a dream. You've got to work at it.

I'm not trying to overcome my father or fill his shoes or reach any kind of level that he did. We're talking about a [Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart] of rock music.

Anyone who doesn't think the government killed my father either hasn't given the issue much thought, or is insane.

Wonder Woman was my first love, and now she’s [Charlotte Kemp Muhl) my last.

We live in a pretty bleak time. I feel that in the air. Everything is uncertain. Everything feels like its on the precipice of some major transformation, whether we like it or not.

Now Daddy is part of God. I guess when you die you become much more bigger, because you're part of everything.

Dangerous Are the ways of love ….Baby dangerous When you can’t get enough …Lonely nights are spent in vain

Visionaries create dreams out of thin air!

Gossip is the swiftest bird alive, " Amonos said darkly."Yes, " said E'sinea, turning to view his surroundings. "I should like one day to catch Gossip and wring its neck.

This is the most beautiful thing in The Shack story, that Jesus can be just a friend, someone who can carry you, and you can trust him. I like that.

I think it is important to stay open to the world around you, so that you are constantly in a state of growth and evolution, which can only happen through inspiration.

No man can in any measure resemble the scripture saints.

And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.

Just as Pollock used the drip to meld process and product, Richter 'found' and used the smudge and the blur to ravish the eye, creating works of psychic and physical power.

The seeds of genius are in many blogs, but bloggers lack the interest in or understanding of the difference between blogging and fully-formed literary efforts.

But Annabeth knew that people saw what they wanted to see. They didn’t need the Mist to warp their perceptions.