It May Be Years Until The Day

I Find It Pretty Fascinating How Humans Keep Gravitating Towards These Giant Centers. I Went To This Walled Medieval Village In France This Year, And It Was Truly The Most Crazy, Beautiful, Bizarre Place I've Ever Been.

Be Alone Even When There's A Million People Around, Because Tomorrow It Will Be A Different Million People.

When I Stopped Touring, It Was Like Trying To Stop A Bullet Train Or A Giant Lead Ball Falling From A 100 Stories Up - It's Momentum And It Doesn't Just Stop. I Drew A Line In The Calendar And Made It A Brick Wall And Just Stopped Dead. There Was No Other Way. It Would've Taken Another 100 Years To Slow Down Slowly. I Had To Let Myself Imagine A Calendar With No Lines; When Every Single Day Is Being Predetermined Six Months In Advance, There's No More Fluidity To Time.

You Realize Time Isn't Just A Period That You Tell A Story Within - It Becomes A Major Character In The Film. There Is No Beginning, Middle, End Because There Is Always Stuff Beginning And Ending Simultaneously.

Instead Of Just Looking Back, Whiplash-style, I Can Assume There's Something Else Coming. Time Just Folds Over Itself, Like Origami.