Confucius Does His Crossword With A Pen.

There Are Things That I Refuse To Deal With Except Through My Music... Because I Don't Trust Humanity That Much, And I Don't Know If I Trust Me That Much. But I Trust The Songs.

I Think That People Who Can't Believe In Fairies Aren't Worth Knowing.

The Music Is The Magic Carpet That Other Things Take Naps On.

Sometimes Those Demons Are Frightening And Sometimes They're Beautiful.

Carbon Made Only Wants To Be Unmade.