I'm A Very Vicious Critic Of Myself.

Look, Here Are We On This Starry Night Staring Into Space. And I Must Say I Feel As Small As Dust Lying Down Here. What Point Could There Be Troubling? Head Down Wondering What Will Become Of Me, Why Concern We Cannot See But No Reason To Abandon It. Time Is Short But That's All Right, Maybe I'll Go In The Middle Of The Night. Take Your Hands From Your Eyes, My Love, Everything Must End Some Time, Don't Burn The Day Away.

I Do Still Get Shocked Every Once In A While When I Catch My Reflection When I'm Walking Past A Glass Building, But It's In My Mind About Getting Older And Finding Out What I'm Going To Look Like As It Unfolds - Or As It Folds, Depending On Where The Marks And Scars Land.

To Change The World It Starts With One Step However Small First Step Is Hardest Of All.

Don’t You Rob Yourself Of What You’re Feeling; Don’t Rob Yourself Of All That You Could Be.

Part Of Me Wishes Some Of The More Obsessive Fans Would Spend A Fraction Of The Time They Spend Studying The Band.