Eat The Pain. Send It Back Into

How You Sound. How You Look. Are You Fat? Those Are Things That Could Be Really Irritating.

Comparing Yourself To The People Like You, Comparing Yourself To The People Who Aren't Like You, Looking At How Many Records You've Sold, Looking At The Venue Size You're Selling Out. None Of That Can Even Remotely Measure How Happy You Are.

While We're Over Here Blocked Up In Our Departments And Locked Up In Our Own Judgments And Dealing With Our Own Crazy Problems, They're Over There Dealing With Equivalent Problems. One Of The Things That I Am So Frightened By Lately Is That Men Are Having Just As Difficult A Time Striking A Balance As We Are.

I Had Very Literal Parents And I Wanted To Survive With Metaphor And Art, And There Was A Real Sense Of Shame Around It.

What I Have Found Is, So Much Of That Is Like A Chinese Finger Trap: The More You Play To The Dark, The More You Will Get Trapped In The Dark, And If You Just Play To The Light And Focus On The People That Don't Misunderstand You And Focus On The Audience That Does Celebrate You And Focus On The People Who Aren't Trying To Tear You Down, All That Other Stuff Eventually Erases Itself Because It Has Nothing To Feed On.