When I was living in Boston I worked in this store that played the college radio station. I had to listen to it all day, and I didn't care for most of it.

The Flaming Lips have been on Warner Bros. forever, and certainly everything I heard growing up was on a major label in some way, from the Cure to Radiohead to Bjork.

Being in a rock band, I feel a certain responsibility to have a weird haircut. I mean, who else gets to do that?

Music is made by individuals. Some artists will be very politically overt in their songs, some will be more subtle. You have to be true to yourself, true to your nature.

The idea of dancing to bad house music is something I could never get behind.

I think of hip hop as a mass media, radio, MTV thing. It’s been extremely relevant over the last 10 years and rock music is just not anymore—-a tear rolls down my cheek as I say that.

Whenever you do anything or say anything, you're opening yourself up to criticism. But that's okay.

What I miss [about church] is being forced to be in community with people that aren't the same as me.

A lot of artists write about the same things their whole career.

I think filmmakers all secretly wanna be musicians and all musicians secretly wanna be filmmakers.

The film Black Orpheus is one of my favorite films of all time, which is set in Carnival in Brazil.

It is important to measure ourselves at least once in life, undertake a personal odyssey that constructs a clarifying prism of our being.

I've always been like that

He couldn't tell Zeke how they would be tomorrow, because he didn't know that answer yesterday, did he?

Be the person that when your feet touch the floor in the morning the devil says, "awe s***.. they're up".

There will be something anguish or elation that is peculiar to this day alone. I rise from sleep and say: hail to the morning! come down to me, my beautiful unknown.

The new knowledge has not yet settled in culture. It has not yet been integrated in a new cosmic conception.

Creating open teamwork is the best way to encourage innovation.

The tears that you spill, the sorrowful, are sweeter than the laughter of snobs and the guffaws of scoffers.

You know, Alix, men suck. Really. They are the worst. Come with me. I need an estrogen fix before their chromosomal defects contaminate me any further. (Zarina)

The trick is to begin looking for the grace hidden beneath the struggle.