My Brother Went To College To Become

Men With Purple Hearts Carry Silver Guns And They Will Kill A Man For What His Father Has Done. But What My Father Did, I Don't Live It: No, I Am Not Him.

Considering Our History, I Can Think Of Nothing More American Than An Immigrant.

There Is No Hell When You Die So Don't Look So Worried

When You Write A Song, The Goal Is Not To Convey The Details Of Your Life. You Should Write A Memoir Or Something If That's What You're Going To Do.

I've Thought About The Idea Of, 'can Happiness And Creativity Co-exist?' So Much Of What I've Done, I Think, Has Been Based On Being Dissatisfied Or Incomplete Or Lonely. The Answer Is, 'there Isn't An Answer, Necessarily.