I Woke Up One Day And Realized

The Humanists' Replacement For Religion: Work Really Hard And Somehow You'll Either Save Yourself Or You'll Be Immortal. Of Course, That's A Total Joke, And Our Progress Is Nothing. There May Be Progress In Technology But There's No Ethical Progress Whatsoever.

I Suppose For Me As An Artist It Wasn't Always Just About Expressing My Work; I Really Wanted, More Than Anything Else, To Contribute In Some Way To The Culture That I Was Living In. It Just Seemed Like A Challenge To Move It A Little Bit Towards The Way I Thought It Might Be Interesting To Go.

People Who Had Been Treated Inhumanly, Not Given A Chance To Secure Any Foot On Any Ladder - And All The Social Mores Were Suddenly Abandoned.

For Here Am I Sitting In A Tin Can, Far Above The World. Planet Earth Is Blue, And There's Nothing I Can Do.

You Would Think That A Rock Star Being Married To A Super-model Would Be One Of The Greatest Things In The World. It Is.